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Written 13/5/08. Another rough ramble, going nowhere.
I am I am what i am fuck knows what that is though don't expect answers, understanding be thankful i am at all maybe one day i'll understand more maybe one day i'll BE more hell maybe one day i'll even WANT to be more but, for now i'm too busy i need to get to tomorrow maybe then i can rest a little and find some time to search search for someone i lost along the way someone i liked, respected, appreciate, now someone i'll never be again
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