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Oct 2014
walking deserted streets at night
wondering
where you are
what you're doing
who you're with
do you think of me
me, that freak you once knew
me, the one you didn't understand
me, the unlikable
the unknowable
the unwanted
me
just me
without you
to make me feel
freakish
misunderstood
disliked
rejected
just me
without you
to make me feel
not like me
susan
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susan  chicago
(chicago)   
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