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Jan 2015
All I've been is alone.
Alone in my head.
Paranoid that others will take notice.
Paranoid and angry at death.
All I feel is sadness.
Sadness and dread for things that once brought me happiness.

I am the lone leaf blowing in the wind with no recollection of where it's going or where its been.
Ashley Kinnick
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   Peter Simon
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