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Allowing words to manipulate the/ meaning of my thought, always gets to me/ do I ever think O' yu will wonder/ but one day for heavens yu will see me./ I only mean what I feel. Honesty. I'm very weak, too scared have I been of trying./ What worth is it all, wen soon we could be dying./ old misery let yu sneak upon me/ old wishful thinking let yu drown not feed.
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