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Oct 2012
boldly stepping out of the words,
positive
that I, was doing the right thing.

my motives are pure,
and i apologize
but you yell pointlessly,
harshly.

I offer all that I can think of,
and you reject it all
still terrifyingly mad.

the others show up,
they are kind to me
and treat me with respect.

they understand
they are calm
I appreciate them.
Written by
Haley Adshead
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