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Its so hard waking up each morning and wondering what tomorrow will bring. Will i be able to hold you again or once again was it all a dream? a fantasy conjured up by my heart and portrayed in my mind. I am fragile but i am not weak. Though the tears slide down my cheeks and my heart skips a thousand beats I am not weak. The memories are killer,
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