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Why do you look at other men

When we’re walking through the park?

Why do you keep me waiting

When I give you time?

 

Why is there nothing

We can talk about anymore?

Why don’t I feel

Confused about it?

 

Why do you tell me things

I already know?

Why, even when

You know I know?

25-08-1990

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