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He stands before me,Younger than you, Smaller than you,he is not you.He is not you.Or is he?He sounds like you,He cuts like you,I am crying.It must be..
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I stood in front of your picture today.Hanging on the wall like atease.I told myself to keep walking.But as usual I did just as you please.I stood wat..
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