This poem is continous to the present poem entitled "Became."
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7/25/04 wrote after a nap today..
Still don't know, I think this is the last poem about this subject for a while...maybe I was a lil too obsessed. Only I thought you were too...sorry.
Are those farthest away the ones that care the most? What ever happened to help being right around the corner? I'm falling again; someone throw me a rope.
