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Sep 2014
I want to know
what you are doing
every minute
of every day.

Where you go
who you see
how you think
what you dream.

But I know nothing
anymore, except
that it is probably
better that way.
Brie Sarita
Written by
Brie Sarita
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   Rose Claire and David Hall
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