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Sunday, March 11, 2012. Some come out weeping loudly. Some weeping quiet tears -. Some come out jumping wildly. Some crawling with their fears -. Some come out smiling broadly. Some biting their dirty nails -. Some come out fighting mildly. Some bring out their full entrails -. I wonder what they are thinking? I come out shouting strongly. And sometimes wipe my eyes. I come out skipping softly. Timid of what lies. I come out smiling sometimes. Sometimes sobbing with my pain. And some times feel insane.

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Sunday, March 11, 2012. Some come out weeping loudly. Some weeping quiet tears -. Some come out jumping wildly. Some crawling with their fears -. Some come out smiling broadly. Some biting their dirty nails -. Some come out fighting mildly. Some bring out their full entrails -. I wonder what they are thinking? I come out shouting strongly. And sometimes wipe my eyes. I come out skipping softly. Timid of what lies. I come out smiling sometimes. Sometimes sobbing with my pain. And some times feel insane.

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