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Untitled -- September 22, 2002
I used to look up at the stars and
think of you
Now I look at the stars and I'm
thankful to be away from you.
I no longer wonder how you feel
about me.
I no longer cry when you make
excuses not to see me.
And I know it's ok to be
happy without you.
You certainly were without me.
I look up at the stars...
and I smile.
Because I'm finally happy without you.
