Tuesday, May 11, 2010

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From time to time you screamed.
With out reason.
Sometimes with reason.
Yes, sometimes with reason.

You listened as I spoke Italian, German,
Russian, French. I studied for my exams.
You screamed. Sometimes with reason.
Time passed, with out reason.
You screamed. With out reason.

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