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May 2016
I don't know
Who's there for me.

I don't know
what I want.

I don't know
what my place is.

I don't know
why things sometimes happen.

I don't know
what is in store for me.

I don't know anymore.
Written by
those bygone years  F/USA
(F/USA)   
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