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May 2012
How far away was eventually
How long before I became we
If I had to guess I would have to say
That today was a day to let be

I accumulated ways to ignore people
I collected bits that could make people laugh
I could impress but never could address change
I never massed up the nerve or my wrath

I’ll sit and plan my future days
I’ll lie down and think about before
I’ll mark up and schedule our parted ways
But I’ll always think that I could have done more
Paul Rousseau
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   Andrew Siegel
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