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you don't want me? you don't have to have me and i can leave as quickly as i arrived you're so sure you own me and i am at your beck and call with no life of my own - don't fool yourself you are not my world and if you can't see me nor appreciate me and pull me around as your little trophy prize - i'm great at disappearing just watch me i don't even need to say good bye

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