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Jul 25, 2007 13:14

Alone.

I sit here in pain.
And you will never know
The past,
The stories,
The truth.
Where I have been,
What was done to me,
What I did to others,
How I have recovered,
How I am still the same.
After 15 years
Of stories
And 32 years
Of being alone,
Sometimes I still sit here
In pain.

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