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June 22, 2004
the day wears on me like a wet, itchy, heavy coat my shoulders feel so heavy I would give anything to be able to climb into bed and have you hold me right now just rub my back and softly touch my hair and assure me that I can make it that everything is ok that I can make it through this that I can handle all of this pressure and pain and be ok through it all I can shake off this day and this week and this life and have the one I want the one I deserve