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making progress (a piece of it) (Lyric) by Limness

since you've left i think much too often i feel the real beginning to soften invisible since my light has gone but things have changed it followed you down they're all rearranged it followed you down unbrushed unshaved unbathed unmade you were the one you were the one my time is neat my room is long i'm on my feet and you were wrong

OneFingerAnswer 23-Sep-02/11:04 PM
If I'm reading it right then much like you this poem seems to have found that it stands better alone. Good job. 8.




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