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Nov 22, 2007 00:56

When I stare at the ceiling until I swear it's moving,
Or the last leaves falling off the tree behind my office.
When I stop for a second after tying my shoes,
or walk home alone, the long way, after dinner with friends.

I still feel like part of my life is missing.
I feel cheated; the brunt of some shitty joke.
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