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Oct 2012
This is a
waste of time, all my
thoughtful pretending

and I seldom allow
myself to recognize who
I want to be, surrounded by
strings, a silently persisting
taboo future
Samuel
Written by
Samuel  27/M/Fremont, CA
(27/M/Fremont, CA)   
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