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Jan 2013
A dark cloud begins to pour
Tears of worry and torment
You have not done me wrong
You have kept me on the top step
But my foundation seems to crumble.
I source my feelings
Back to myself and realize,
That I was never whole with myself.
When I can truly only be happy
When I am fulfilling my life completely.
And I know you love me
Although we are not comparable to others
But that may be my defect
I will make it clear what I want.
I must remember that we are different from the others.
We- Uniform I-Forlorn
P Chartier
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P Chartier  New York
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