TWENTY - THREE

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She was hiding something
and she wasn't telling him

He knew his dim little nightingale
was hiding from him

The things they used to do
the way she used to behave

All turned on its head
in such a small expanse of time

Well

He was going to have to fix that
wasn't he?

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