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Feb 2015
I can see myself sitting
I am low against the ground
My body limp and listless
My cries, they make no sound
Who is this pathetic creature?
I ask now, in despair
She is the girl I never was
But suddenly, she's here
Now, this is where I leave her
This is where I turn away
Because I didn't like things I saw
When I met myself today
Taylor Link
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Taylor Link  Connecticut, USA
(Connecticut, USA)   
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