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Feb 2015
Expectation hangs round my neck
It pushes me further towards the brink.
I could turn out like Marie Antoinette
If I don't take a moment to stop and think.

I feel my life looming ahead of me
Without any thoughts or plans.
People say there are endless possibilities
So where on earth do I stand?
Coconut Skins
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