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Ring the bell A teller steps up to the counter "How may I help you today?" Well You could calm my doubts You could ease my worries You could tell me why I feel always in a hurry You could explain, Why I hate my own name You could give me a mirror, That shows me who I really am Or...... If you could, please, just direct me to the isle with the discounted ham.
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May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 10:21 PM UTC
What Do I Tell the Teller
Ring the bell A teller steps up to the counter "How may I help you today?" Well You could calm my doubts You could ease my worries You could tell me why I feel always in a hurry You could explain, Why I hate my own name You could give me a mirror, That shows me who I really am Or...... If you could, please, just direct me to the isle with the discounted ham.
Another expirement in not hitting backspace while writing.
ca-smith
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May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 10:21 PM UTC
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