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Worse than starving

Haven't it been enough when you asked even though I stepped aside? You can head your face towards me I don't care. My ears got blunt. My poor ears got ignorant. No, no I hear you but I can't listen. My eyes are the peak of my headaches. You still just stand there awating for something. When I don't you await someone to pass it by to you. To pass *mine* by to you.

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