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***** WatersI am empty / Again / Where my center should be

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Mar 8, 2010

I am Incapable of HappinessI frequently spend my hard-earned time wondering why I’m so ****** up / You, with your flop of hair that bounces about so jauntily as you hop down the stairs, / Look at me

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Mar 7, 2010

The City of YellsEvery morning she wakes up / to ringing, / to stinging

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Mar 8, 2010

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