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Aug 2012
Another day goes by,
Another wasted day,
I don't belong here,
I don't want to be here,
Everyday,
depression fills me up a little more.
The only time I feel all here,
Is when Im with you,
I wish we could just set sail,
and venture endlessly
through this amazing world.
I have gone to see the sights
And so will we.
Denver Elijah Bijlsma
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