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I live in a shabby place
Where everything falls into disgrace
The longer you look at me
The harder you’ll see
I am from this tiny coast
Where fears grow the most
The softer you speak to me
The better I shall be
I am destined to live in this domicile
Where everybody seems hostile
Feelings for them don’t matter
The pain won’t get better
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