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i'm an ever rolling wheel, without a destination real.
i'm an ever spinning top, whirling around until i drop.
oh but what am i to do, my mind is in a whirlpool.
give me a little hope, one small thing to cling to.


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it's been three months.
i will confess: my anger for him has not gone away.


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due to silly little sources stumbled upon online
i have found myself immersed in french culture.
namely, antique, nostalgic, shabby-chic, and others.


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i am quite lucky that class does not start for me until 1:00 mondays and wednesdays.
i am up too late at night listening to music.
i theorize that i'm making up for lost time.


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the library can be jading,
depending on who decides to sit next to you in the little cubicles.
strange guys with that laugh, that jock laugh.
i'm sorry to stereotype but i have no idea how else to explain it.


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