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Jul 2021
He
Wait a minute,
He has on clothes like you,
Even walks like you,
He is laughing the way you do,
No it can’t be you,
Is it that your face,
No but I want it to be.
Why couldn't it be you?
Written by
Daisy Darling  25/F
(25/F)   
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     Rosemary Porretta and Thomas W Case
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