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Nov 2015
Knock Knock

Whose there?
I don't know
can you tell?

Knock Knock

Is it fair
that we grow
into who they sell?

Knock Knock

do you see me?
wondering at the start
won't you let me stay

Knock Knock

can you tell me
that our future heart
will be okay.
Written by
PoorLionNotKing
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