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Created on: February 14, 2009 Last Updated: December 31, 2011
Leaving myself behind
In all the commotion, in all the fuss
It's easy enough, for things to get lost.
Mislaid, misplaced and stowed away,
Forgotten, abandoned, put aside.
Not a problem if it's a teapot gone astray.
But what if it's you,
Who you are inside?
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