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Dec 2012
Is there any point anymore?

You don't return my calls

and I end up sounding like an idiot

talking into the phone as if you're actually listening.

~

So here's the birthday card I made you in advance

back when we actually talked and laughed together.

It's like inside I knew it would fall apart even as I hoped it wouldn't.

~

Happy birthday to a face with a name and a personality I don't know.

Hello and goodbye, stranger.
Alice Kay
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Alice Kay  Imagination
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