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Nov 2021
I can't write
I can lie
I can pay attention
in the wrong direction
and raise questions
that do not care at all

because you
are safe aren't you
I can't ring your phone
or rap on your door
to ask about your hate
hidden smirk appears
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
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   Ashley
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