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I don't know how many times I've used this word, Not that I really care Sometimes I use it too often Sometimes I don't even dare I don't understand it's complexity I can't get around its simplicity Saying it alone is odd enough It makes me feel quite queasy
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Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 8:58 AM UTC
Confusion
I don't know how many times I've used this word, Not that I really care Sometimes I use it too often Sometimes I don't even dare I don't understand it's complexity I can't get around its simplicity Saying it alone is odd enough It makes me feel quite queasy
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Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 8:58 AM UTC
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