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May 2010
Today I,
lack ambition.
No energy to seek clarity
Moving in a dense fog
Finding comfort in the unforeseen.
It’s not that I am alone, the phone keeps ringing.
My heart begins leaping
It’s just  
I become so lonely
Seeing that it’s not you on that caller ID.
5/9/09
Written by
Melideth
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