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Mar 29
Many have left
Without a whisper.
I started digging
And fishing
For any sign of a type of closure.

I wasted my dreams
On those who didn’t deem me
Worthy enough
Of goodbye.
Selma
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Selma  somewhere in europe
(somewhere in europe)   
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