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Sep 2014
You ask me if I'm sad
No. I am not.
You ask me if I'm distant.
No. I am not.
I'm just listening. Just observing.
You're thoughtless actions amuse me
No. They do not.
They anger me.

You can fool many. Almost all.
So congratulations.
But no longer will you fool me.
So sorry,
But I know who you are.
      
             So know this.  

You will hear me when I say
That one day
You will crash.
You will get what is coming.
And I won't be back.
So good luck with that.
Mary Alexander
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Mary Alexander  The Island of Misfit Toys
(The Island of Misfit Toys)   
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   ---, alone again and Firefly
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