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I stand on my feet all day hard on my luck I walk to the perimeter of my existence sometimes to get away from it all the long days stretch out like the green fields beyond the wire
But the wire wins every time.
…and really
it’s about wanting to know what I can’t
even still
do you remember has replaced why
at least sometimes
you won’t know the significance of this day
you never knew the significance of me
but I hope
you reflect for a brief moment on the last year of your life
think of me
and feel a tiny flutter somewhere deep inside
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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