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Jul 2015
Don't tell me some things wrong,
that I did something wrong,
then ignore me.

We wanted to fix this,
you have to let me try.

Let me try to soothe
whatever you're over thinking about.
Most of these "problems"
are entirely inside your head.
Anna
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Anna  East Jesus Nowhere
(East Jesus Nowhere)   
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