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39 YEARS
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12 YEARS
By Jessica Garrow
Just another day to me.
Of you, I no longer see.
Your face fades.
Of this I do evade.
Gone so long.
I still go on.
How long will this be?
My grief always hidden.
Is it forbidden?
Gone too quickly.
Is that my pay?
Days forgo...
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