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 hadnโ€™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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