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June 6, 2009

By 2-Of-Hearts, Bellevue, WA

How do I know you’ll always be there?
I’ve always been here.
Mom says I shouldn’t talk to strangers.
You’re no stranger to me.
Lately she talks about you a lot.
She’s known for the longest time.
She thinks I’m sick.
She’s scared, she doesn’t know me.
Do I even know you?
You haven’t asked me to leave…
It’s because I don’t understand you.
You don’t want to understand me.
I need to understand you.
Just have faith.


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