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Aug 2014
I'm alone on the cold Friday night of August as I read my last page of my book
And wonder how did I ever get this lonely
And how did I get so antisocial
Was it the movies , the food or even the books I read
I can't think but to blame myself
Stephiia Lee
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Stephiia Lee  Cape Town , South Africa
(Cape Town , South Africa)   
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