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Jan 2014
confused
i'm not sure where this is headed
when you leave
would you stay?

contradictions
you tell me things
that don’t match your actions
real or not?

conceited
not attention deficit
but the things you do
is that what you are?

consistency
please, please
that's all i ask
don't ever get tired.
But in the end, the one who got tired was me
the moon and disorder
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   Weeping willow, --- and ---
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