Thrity-four

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You ran out the door crying, and I ran after you.

But my mother stopped me.

She said give him time.

And you may have time. But I don't.

I'm running out of time.

Yet no one seems understand or care about that.

I have barely any time.

And I don't want to spend the rest of my time unhappy.

But it seems I'm going to do just that.

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