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JERM IX: she remembers me from before
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JERM IX: she makes me promise that i will return to her, and i make that vow.
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JERM IX: she is aging beautifully
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JERM IX: she is virtually ignored
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JERM IX: she stopped waiting
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JERM IX: she calls out to me
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JERM IX: she keeps waiting
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JERM IX: she is happy to see me
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JERM IX: she wants me inside of her
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JERM IX: she works it
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JERM IX: she shovels all the shit that life can throw at her
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JERM IX: she is yelling again
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JERM IX: she is always playing mind games
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JERM IX: she introduces herself
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JERM IX: she feels trapped
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JERM IX: she walks the linear path
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JERM IX: she loves the dark
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JERM IX: she seems lonely in the staff room
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JERM IX: she feels vacant, like when her father died.
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JERM IX: she leads me
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JERM IX: she opens herself up to me again and again
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JERM IX: she gives freely of herself
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JERM IX: she points out the chair in the corner on timeout
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JERM IX: she never whispers
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JERM IX: she cries a steady stream of tears
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JERM IX: she wipes her eyes
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JERM IX: she never stops crying
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JERM IX: she spells it out
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JERM IX: she follows
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JERM IX: she leads