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Whisper
Whispers of who we are sometimes in the none conversations
By Poet
When I speak I fret, more than you know
How do I come across, should I just go?
I'm too aware of cues, was I given the heave ho?
So what did you mean when you said 'so'?
Pfft, I've gone on too much, now I'm being a schmo!
Erase this convo, no, don't recount blow by blow...
Right, ok... Same time tomorrow :)
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Di11y Da11y
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