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Nov 2012
It's back.

For a second.
Minute.
Hour.
Day.

Who really ******* knows?

But there it is in my stomach
Knees
Heart
Eyes

Waiting again and again and again.

I don't want you to come back
It will restart.
Again
Again
Again

It hurts too much


Please


Please


Please


Stop.
Red
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Red  WI
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   Moe
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