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Jun 2012
I'm just afraid that your vision is blurred
From the idea that I am exactly like her
You tell me I'm pretty
But are you talking about me?
When you imagine my face
Who do you see?
Your intentions are good
But you come across rotten
Do you know who I am
Or have you forgotten?
Cameron Godfrey
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