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Mar 2011
Left alone in the dark
A restless mind awaits the physical distress to come
Thinking, wondering, worrying.
What makes me this way?
I want to join you, I want to be normal
I’m sick of trying, it’s been gone for far too long
It’s too late to start now, just accept it
This is who I am, who I’ve become
I haven’t changed before, and won’t start now
Fatalism sets us up for disappointment
Brendan Sauer
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   Sophia Maria
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