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Grayson Owens
Poems
Sep 2013
3rd shift blues.
I'm so sad,
so lost,
so alone.
I don't even know a place to call home.
For whom do I live for?
Why should my life be thought so dear,
when the one you say loves me, begins to disappear?
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