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“Piggy Back Ride”

I hate you and I hate this day

Misfortunes keep rolling on my way

I sprained my ankle and you didn’t even care

Hands in your pocket, it took minutes that you just stared.

With full hesitation in your face

You lowered your body then tap your back

Impulsively, I gave you a warm embrace

Sorry, is this really you? I’m just totally shocked.

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