NaPoWriMo Year 5 Day 28: A poem that poses a series of questions.

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When I look back will I always think, it was the beginning of the end?

It seemed like the beginning, but hadn’t you always been my friend?

Is the only way to clutch love to lay down the pretend?

Was I ready or was there simply no more time left to extend?

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