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I'm sorry dear if I'm not an easy friend to find
if I exist in the peripherals, the edges of your mind
I don't know how to fit in your life or your time
all I know is how to feel left out and left behind

I think that someday I can talk to you like friends
and we can find our common ground and tie up our loose ends
I'd give anything if you would learn to be
the one I can turn to for advice in misery.