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You offered me nothing new You didn't have a trace of gold in your sandals You merely came to my four walls but we became confused about the things we couldn't heal Steve McQueen and Patricia Neal came a jolting All our yesterdays awoken Paddling down the stream did we care anymore Changes the preordained way Apologizing if i stayed too long waiting outside

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