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Mar 2011
My friends ask me

"What's wrong?"

I respond

"what are you talking about?"

You look sad

You look tired

You look worried

You look lost

I realize that it's because

Without you, I'm not

Happy or

Energetic or

Calm.

**And if I don't know where you are,

I don't know where I am either.
Lauren Nicole
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