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Feb 2018
When the sun goes down
I come up
My shade is warm
My light is cold
The seas change to the sight of me
People believe I’m made of cheese
What a weird world you live in
Don’t change me
Don’t make me feel self conscious
You’re you
And I’m me.
Written by
Alfred De Beetham
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