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Mar 2013
Above it all everything seems untouchable, impenetrable, detached
But down below there's turmoil and sadness and happiness and accomplishment
People ill never know and probably never meet with their own personalities problems and successes
But from above they aren't real and I'm protected from their influence.
So I guess I'm the untouchable one.
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Megan  Philadelphia
(Philadelphia)   
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