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And when the cold came,
The people ran inside,
They've all got their secrets,
There's so much left to hide,
It's not hard to cover up,
What is never seen,
Oh but I know,
My senses are keen,
I've been in your shoes,
Trying to cover lies,
But the truth is always told,
When you look in someone's eyes.
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