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Feb 2012
I am doing my best to listen intently
but i am spinning, swimming
in my thoughts
dizzy
not sure what I've got
what you've left me with
you are hiding your face
for shame or for snickering
i am lost in deciding
turn my eyes back forward
to parallel the fake face that never left
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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