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Aug 2013
i sit here waiting
and debating
and contemplating.
What is happening?
I do not even know
what is
and what isn"t.
i sit here thinking
and listening
and tinkering.
I want to sit here smiling
now, that;
that is
something I am trying.
Because we all live lives
and we are all dying.
Amanda
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Amanda  America
(America)   
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   Lorraine day, MITCHELL and Timothy
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