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Nov 2015
Two sides to every coin
But how many to a person?
Where do my emotions separate?
I don't think I am supposed to know.

I told you exactly what I meant.
And you meant exactly what you said.
But does that mean I accept it?
Well...do I?

I do this because I can.
I am my last concern.
But should that be?
If I change, I'll just be selfish again.
I don't know if this follows an actual topic but it flows fairly well so I guess I'll post it.
Zachary Maximilian Blau Jr
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Zachary Maximilian Blau Jr  A Dystopian Present
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