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Jan 2015
I don't want to be her background noise
Or the star she forgets to wish upon at night.
I don't want to be the frayed photograph
Left in draws to fad, left out of sight.
I will never be more than what I am
And what I fear is that is never enough.
OliviaAutumn
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   Brian Payamps
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