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Title: Understanding.

Typed this at |4/02/2008 09:33:00 PM| on Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Torn by two.

No one trusted enough to spill my already bursting thoughts out.

Those who are, don't want to see me.

Heh, if only it is as easy. I don't think so.

Neither do they want me to apologise.

Now i ask you, so how? I need someone to listen, someone who knows me well enough, knows my quirks and knows what I know.

I'm just torn between two, that is all. Nothing important, nothing worth worrying about, nothing worth looking in my view of. It is just a major PR problem, nothing to worry about, don't worry.

Please.

once great leader

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