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13 October 2008

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How easy is it to please me? I ask you to get up, you tell me to sit down. I say I need you, you say but why? You tell me I am lacking and I say I will sustain. So, I give you all of me from point A to point Z. Then I say in return baby will you please give back to me. So you give to me half of point A and a little of point B and tell me I think you will be okay. One day I must get tired of this incomplete, insuffient devoid of this so call emotion. I must make way for my true miraculous, portentous, prodigious triumphant that I that is drawing near.

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