Sounds Like a Plan, Stan

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How am I supposed to make my life,
string it together with words and moments,
if I can't find them?
What about this love?
What about this wire wrapped around my being?
And these broken hands ripping it off?
I'm just a speck in your life.
So let me have mine to myself.





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