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December 16, 2006

Gentle as a sea anemone,
Caressing like the sea.

Running to the sky and back,
Exploring the world while asking why.

A lonely dark figure, all alone,
No one to talk to,
No one to hear.

Fake laughs, fake smiles,
Misunderstood.

Go to a secret place,
And dwell on my own,
With unanswered questions,
And a curious mind.

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