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You are not here. No keys to be found, but a phone and some empty beer bottles tell me why. No word from you all day. Are you safe, are you hurt. Do you understand my fears? You are home now, not alone. I don't want to talk with unsound minds. You won't listen. Such painful things said. I don't know how to talk to you. No words seem to help.  You won't listen. I leave for a time, and when I return, I come back and you are gone. No keys, but a phone and some empty beer bottles. 

Created: Feb 18, 2012


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