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when she talks... I do not understand
no reason… no rhyme
she is there all the time
I do not know her heart
her mind is a mystery in hiding
it scares me when she is confiding
what is it I will come to know?
her voice is not my own
I am afraid to find the unknown
need to come closer to her
so they say
please… someone - show me the way
I will do what it takes
I have to learn to see
after all… she is me
/daynnight
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