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It's funny
how I snuck out
to meet you personally

It's funny
how I lied to myself
to keep you company.

It's funny
how I wait till sun rise
to provide you serenity.

It's funny
how I change convictions
to embrace your impurity.

It's funny how we
give so much of ourselves
That we end up with

nothing.


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