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Apr 2013
The pattern never seems to change
Back and Forth, Back and Forth
I’m going in a constant circle
Like clock work
No new paths
Just one track
The same track as always.
He likes me, he likes me not
Tick, Tock
He likes me, he likes me not
Tick, Tock.
Shelby Kortness
Written by
Shelby Kortness  Washington
(Washington)   
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