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Sep 11
I don't like the middle
It feels like an ocean
Swimming it everyday
I want to be close to the shore
Where you are
Where I can at least see you
Hear you
The middle feels almost like
Drowning
You are too far
To help me get thru
Or throw me a lifeline
Reassure me
So
I can at least float
To your shore
I hate the middle of the week. This is my best description of how it feels.
Written by
Mrs Timetable  F/The Exclusion Zone
(F/The Exclusion Zone)   
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