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Apr 2014
sitting on my couch in the living room,
loveseat actually, yet I am all alone.
I live so deep in my head nothing
looks real
then BAM
moments
the blur clears and I can see
then BAM
the blurry film is pulled
down
ugh why is it back?
I don't know what i want
need
I just don't know
who will make me happy?
what will make me happy?
I am stuck on this loveseat
alone.
Celeste
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Celeste
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     Lior Gavra and Joshua Haines
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