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Aug 2013
He says humans are so strange,
with our self-absorbency.
But when he points his finger out,
he looks no different than me.

Things will go unknown,
Because they will not be said,

Though it is unfortunate that at first sight,
It seems as if what is known shouldn't be
and what isn't should be,
From an outsider looking in.

But
it doesn't matter
Does it?

as long as
"everybody"
is

happie
.
Jessie
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Jessie  a burning bridge
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