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Sadness fills the air
I feel like I don’t belong in this world-life cycle
I wanna die and be happy-if there is such thing as happiness
which I hardly believe not
I guess I do not have much faith in life
I may be here now but what bout
in the next 5 minutes or the next 5days
who knows
like me for who I am not what I look like and as far as my last words are
never judge a book by it’s cover

August 29, 2000

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