Entry 13
Saturday, May 22, 2004

Everybody's sleeping and I am the only one weeping.
Weeping over everything.
There is something within me which needs to be set free.
Come on and get it over with.

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The stars up there are lonely,
You are my one and only.
Baby, come on back to me.

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Oh, the time has started flying.
I am still lonely crying.
Crying over everything.
Why must it alwyas be me?
Why am I always dreaming?
Dreaming about you and me.
I shall keep on trying.