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Silly me
Thinking I could live this way
Laugh at myself now
Stupid, isn't she?
Oh, of course
Nothing of interest to say
Ever
Sits and listens, watches
Snow and freezing rain
Self destruct in fire
Continues continues
Bright green is all I see
Very little else now
It changes
Different colors
Blurred together, make no sense
Silly, silly me.
01.02.99
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