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Poetry as History. History as Catharsis. Catharsis as Poetry.

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2004.09.21

No one makes me feel lonely by not being there
Just you, just you

I lose my balance with no one to hold me up
Just you, just you, just you

No one makes me empty by being so far away
Just you, just you

I lose my cool in silence with no warmth from anyone
Just you, just you, just you