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A quiet confidence That rests on a rock of no real Credence A smile where there should be none So long as nothing bears her Resemblance An alarmed search For feelings no longer in his possession He presses on With nothing left But to compare The curve of her lip here With his grimace there
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Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 7:32 AM UTC
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A quiet confidence That rests on a rock of no real Credence A smile where there should be none So long as nothing bears her Resemblance An alarmed search For feelings no longer in his possession He presses on With nothing left But to compare The curve of her lip here With his grimace there
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Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 7:32 AM UTC
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