Something.

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Somewhere in the
sky,
he lays.
There is something about
the way he
knows me.
Something in the way he
believes me.
Something in the way
he is
watching,
makes me think he might
get to me
first.

- Allison Coleman

(This one makes no sense, sorry)

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