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Wednesday, April 20, 2016
Feeling Left Out
I’m taking all the time
I need to read
Between the lines
To find out what’s missing
And why nothing’s there—
I know
I need all the help I can get
But something tells me
I’m not going to find it
Till I feel it leaving
Me all by myself there.
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