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Jun 18
I feel sorry for myself,
Its a keep you awake feeling.
Constantly navigating,
Forever healing.

Its a spooky place isolated,
Its familiar but so concentrated.
Moon moved.

Afraid yet bold,
Young and old.
Sing it.
CaryJean
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CaryJean  38/F/Canada
(38/F/Canada)   
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