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Jun 2011
No one cares
and I mean that
in the nicest way
possible.

People maybe want to
care, or want to
appear to care,

but when it comes
down to it,
everyone's crises
of the moment
trump anything
demanding their
attention beyond
their situation.

Drowning, clawing
and gasping to keep
your head up,  
and all you'll
get is a "keep swimming,
good luck"
Written by
Austin Young
959
   Terry Collett
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