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indeciveness of feelings towards seeing.


How nice it must be

to have your head on your neck,

where was intended to be.

 

The contrary, however, to see.

 

EDIT:

How sad it must be

to have your head on your neck,

where it physically be.

 

The contrary, however, to see.

 
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