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Nov 2012
I feel incomplete
I feel the missing pieces, making holes in my life
I try to fill the space your meant to be in
No one fits quite like you
My puzzle cant be complete until you decide to get into your spot on the board
lemon
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lemon  somewhere in the midwest
(somewhere in the midwest)   
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