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Mar 2010
I don't know why it happened
I am not sure why it is even a question
Where is the trust?

Why have these conditions taken over the premise of love?
Why doesn't this make sense?
Why does it take so much to make it work?

I am here for a reason and that reason's love.
Still, I am not sure about you or me or us.
I am not sure how long "we" and "us" are gonna last.  

I am hopeful, perhaps too optimistic for my own good.
**** it.
I choose happiness.
Otter
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Otter  Michigan
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