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Whatever, I can’t here you And nobody really cares. I certainly don’t, Neither do you. Someday I’ll show you. I’ll show you what I can do And then you’ll know. Who really cares If I sometimes forget how to dream. You certainly don’t. You just rip my dream clouds out of the sky And tear them to pieces. They bleed rain and tears As you shout justification. But I’m not listening. So, whatever.
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