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Apr 2018
I watch, I pry
Why don’t you look me in the eye?
You just care about your hair
And your silly life
By now you should probably have a wife
But I came in with gentle strife
I know I’m on your mind
But don’t forget to be so kind
For you never know what you might find
Written by
Great Pretender
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