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Dec 2011
My coursework printed self.
daily
wonderings
of things I don't really understand
but would like
to.
I never understood you.
Maybe that's
why
things escape me so.

You have your tangeant soul
and i've nowhere to go.
You and beautiful
(hand in hand)
the same thing to me.
This places a curse in my eyes
for every other dear in my headlight.
So i've found confidence in nothin'
to display myself for
all ears / all minds
yeah, i really
don't
mind.
but neither does anyone i've come across.
Nicholas James Berlincourt
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