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A poem entitled "Be Strong O Lady of Weak Will"
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| A man calls from outer space on a sponge cake frequency virtual cell phone jacked into my brain-wave ocean wanting my company, my soul, my inner-self.... | |
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| But I can't go back ... I need my space ... Dare I fall endlessly into the void of loneliness?? ... for my own good, I must withdraw ... I must be strong ... I reject!! ... I deny!! | |
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| i think i actually understand ... she's declaring independence from relationships | |
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| Then he asks me to move in and i say yes ... giggle | |
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