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They think I don't know Just because I don't react They think I don't care They seem so sly and tact Clever, yes, we'd all agree But I give them no control over me A wise man said to never worry Don't let them get under your skin Never shudder, cower, or scurry That's the only way they'll win Clever, yes, we'd all agree But I give them no control over me Not a scream, nor even a sigh No never a wail of defeat Or even smallest tear in my eye That deems their mission complete Clever, yes, we'd all agree But I give them no control over me
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