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HUH?
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Shitty 'n Old Poems Why must I live?
When will I give?
I wish I knew when it begins.
I like to stay in unnamable bliss.
What is this?
Who will I miss?
I wish someone would comprehend.
I like to be on my own and mend.
How might I be human?
Where will I run to see what's true?
I wish there was something I can do.
I like to be here, but not with you.
