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Jul 2017
"Hello?!"
              I don't know
                         You're knocking at my door
But I'm already lying face down on the sofa
                with my socks on the floor.
          The sun is out,
                   the air is cold,
I don't understand what business you got   here
             just knocking on my door.
So maybe I'll turn down the volume on the TV,
                 Pull the pillow over my head
    and hush myself to sleep.
          Quietly and "unconsciously"
I'll let this one go.
                                 "Hello?!"
                                         Hit the road.
Twinkle
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Twinkle  20/F
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