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Writing @ Work 12/8/12
To sit here, wondering...
I wish the messages would come,
loud and clear...
they are blocked by the noise and chaos society brings,
still your face in my memory clings...
ILJC
I wish the messages would come,
loud and clear...
they are blocked by the noise and chaos society brings,
still your face in my memory clings...
ILJC
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