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Dec 2012
I'm so startled, so startled
simple little things on my
window sill, well everything
worries me, I'm so startled
I can't find peace, in the
things that used to be, so
is it time I sought you out
but I'm frightened, hate to
be so blunt but I'm

terrified
(c) Brooke Otto
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