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so call me when you're free
ask whether I'm good
I'll always be right here
waiting at the corner of the room

keep doubting all my actions
keep looking down at me
till then when I done my actions
don't forget to look for me

as I see y o u
with the hatred in your eyes
as if you knew me through
the reflections before your eyes

and the blue flower
and the breezy field
we will always be right here
as im escaping

from the prison
of the society
we're living in

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