February 14, 2010
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dear January, January,
I have nothing else for you.
I have torn down the walls of my dreams,
I have thrown them away brick by brick.
take my mother, take my youth, and my innocence.
my hands are spread apart for you now,
I've sacrificed everything for you now.
there is not a clock to measure this;
I am all too rapid.

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