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Feb 2013
The chai is weak
the chai is weak
I haven't gone to class for this... weak chai.
Is this why I haven't gone to class, once again?

I would get on that train if you weren't at home
still asleep, I know; but nevertheless waiting for me.
So I eat a yogurt and a bagel and drive around unknown places at 7am
when the sun has not yet peaked over the mountain.

And the girl inside of me is trying to crawl out of this woman who wont set her free
and everyone wants a piece of this mess "oh, if you want this, you have take it"
but I would prefer if you were to think again for this is not who I am,
and if you like her then please don't speak to me again.
P Chartier
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P Chartier  New York
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