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Apr 2014
you're not embarrassed by my writing, really
it is me, my presence you can't seem to stand
off I go to some quiet spot where you'll find me, if you care
but I appear to do more harm to you than ever and wonder if it's only me.
when I left I left that place, then you came back.
Cripp
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Cripp
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