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am out front here at the shelter thinking to myself in this moment while i wait to go inside, if it was a certain someone who walked through here, stopping for a moment, talking to a stranger that used to stay here, putting your hand out at me from a distance and shaking your head, as if you were going through some emotions… it couldn’t be, you can’t expect me to be certain nor expect me to walk up to you and say hi (like a fool) (i have been messed with too often)