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Sep 2012
Do you remember anything from last night,
It was all a blur,
Maybe I did something right,
But wrong is what I do best,
I don't think you really know,
Just how lost I am,
I'm reaching for hands,
But there's never anything to grasp,
There's never a end.
R A Sanders
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R A Sanders
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