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My mind is blank,

My thoughts won't flow.

I'm a bit bored, 

So I look out the window.

I begin a new book,

It reminds me of you.

If you ask me why, 

I'll have no clue.

I guess I just want you here,

Always with me.

Or maybe just for you to be near.

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jmbizme

Well, my parents are divorced, my mom is in a wheelchair, my stepdad works day shift, and I cook a lot. I love to draw, write, and listen to music, but mostly country.

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<p><span style="color: rgb(37, 37, 37); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238);">Well....what do y&#39;all think..?</span></p>

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