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Sep 2013
Finding Nemo.
Finding nobody.
Isn't that what we all do?
We all look for that one person we know we'll fall for,
And yet, it's nobody.
We never know what that person will be like,
How tall they'll be,
If they'll like us,
If they'll hate us,
and in the meantime, we create someone.
Our mental person.
And in that sense,
We've found our nobody.
Amanda
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Amanda  America
(America)   
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