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what an odd thing it is
suddenly living alone
not something Im versed in
but its virtues have grown
I admit I did fear it
seems not long ago
but I conquered the empty
then re-learned how to grow
your thoughts undisturbed
your ears hear no voice
you can run around naked
its really your choice
while of course I would trade it
back to what once was here
I cant say 'I hate it!'
'cuz theres nothing to fear
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a clear conscience is a sure sign of a fuzzy memory
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