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i don't want to be consoled i don't want cliched advice i don't want to cope i just want to not care about you and her about the way you'll call her baby and how you'll give her my words about how your mom may love her more and your friends all think she's hot about how when she stares into your eyes she might notice my favorite freckle i don't want to hear it i don't want to see it but most of all i just really don't want to care
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