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Everyday I hear them laughing. I'm Wandering what it is.

Everyday I see them pointing. I'm wandering what it is.

 

I've always known. But I just don't get it. There is nothing wrong.

When I feel the pain I write dark marks in my journal. I'm wandering what it is.

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