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May 2016
You know they can tell
But you try to ignore it
You try to ignore the fact that whenever you walk into a room people know what you are

You know they can tell
From the way you walk to the lump in your throat
They don't even have to know you, but they know

You know he can tell
But he doesn't care about it
He likes you anyway
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