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Enigma? Me?


An enigma? Me! I don't think so. I'm just selective with whom I converse I share my worries and woes with no one That way my words cant be diverse. Don't ask me to tell you about me busy body Things that will satisfy your curiosity I have nothing I'm prepared to share with you So keep your sniffling nose out my vicinity. There's nothing you need to know about me What I do is none of your concern I'm not up to nothing, doing nothing wrong Folk like you never seem to Learn. Go away! Away with you All you do is judge and speculate Leave me alone for goodness sake My life is not up for debate.
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