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Feb 2013
When I sit at my desk and try to write down
All of these feelings my pen does not make a sound
For the feelings inside are trapped and confined
Boiling up without meaning, biding their time
Until I cannot even form them into words
Lost in my head, they continually swirl
Looking for a way of expression and meaning
Even I cannot describe this feeling
I need to let them out, have them understood
By someone, anyone, if only I could
Aggie Fredette
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Aggie Fredette  Vermont
(Vermont)   
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   Regina Ambe
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