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Dec 2012
often, as a people
we think. we function.
it is grand, is it not?

often, as a person.
before, i
would do the same.  

until now. when thinking to
hard is not only possible, but painfully real.
where functioning, is a "almost there; better luck next time"
occurence.
ah, i have come far
in this new reality i have fallen through.

but listen as i must now do
where do you hide--
escape
             and sleep.
when you no longer
can.
the disappeared
Written by
the disappeared
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   Tatiana, --- and Timothy
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