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07 June 2002

so yeah,
no room for poems this evening,
or its just not in me right now.
black wave hit hard.
nothing in particular this time, it just rolled in.
too much fun maybe this week with the birthday and all...manic happiness and now-
i cried on the shoulder of someone i never wanted to show weakness...
at least i was quiet about it.

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