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why were you so quiet today?

why did you keep staring at me?

why didn't you sit in front like you always did?

why did you sit behind me instead?

why is it that I could feel your gaze piercing through my back? 

all these questions that I'm asking myself are killing me,

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why couldn't I approach you and ask?

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