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And sometimes
I wonder who I am
Under the sad songs and crumpled kleenex,
When the sun lights the dusty corners of my room
And there is nothing left but red cups and the crackle of static.
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JimLamb
Exquisite write. Excellent ending.

chainedinshadow
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DidYouEatYet
I think it's safe to say that we all had a moment like this

pepita_picasso
oooh i really love this.