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Jul 2010
I guess you could say that I'm ******.
Or flying,
Or diving,
Or hiding,
Or sighing.
I guess you could say that I'm over it.
Or *******.
You might even be able to say I'm happy.
Or disappointed with you,Β 
Set aside for a game playedΒ 
Just every once and awhile.
You are good at this game,
Smooth as a criminal
Sly as a sloth.
Not even a light or a nice nap,
Could snap you out of your world.
Your heads made of stone.
It's a good thing I'm ******.
Written by
Marie Warner
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