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Enemy's Vision

He looks at me and see nothing It's like my life is in his hands He really doesn't believe I can be something All he sees is just a dirty girl who grew up in the village and farms Nothing good suits me in his eyes Am sure he wish he can control me He saw me holding a pen and a book He then laughed so loud with impressions I could tell he had something in mind He held still and stared at me for a while Probably he had questions in his mind Who do you think you are He judges from a distance He just see a little good for nothing village girl

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