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How much does the river know ?

You look so pale

Must have not finished your vegetables

You look in pain

But there's something else on the table

In case you don't know

I'm dealing with my own fables

If you're asking me

I think you make a huge gamble

 

Sow the seeds of doubt

I know the truth will never grow

The dirt on others

Shouldn't really affect my glow

I know what is right

You forgot to enjoy the flow

Enjoy the great gift I bestow

I don't only do this for show

 

They told you what ?

I think that you should know better

Don't get held up

On think that should never matter

You know what is real ?

Their airs will just make you madder

Don't talk about me

I'm doing things by the letter

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Written by
CognitiveConflict
31 / France
Published
Jul 31, 2022
Lines·Words
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Notes

All kinds of fishes in the streets

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