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satira black

Portland, Maine
Monday, October 8, 2007

Leaving

What makes you stay
or walk away?
That last thing isn't always big
It's just one moment with two directions
The one, a feeling of having missed a true meaning
Try again
The other, a feeling of meaninglessness
Walk away
It can be that quick
satira black
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