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Back you call meSickening sweet words.The honey that pours out of thatTiger’s eye.That which paralyzes me so.Through my skin you oozeTowards my heartIn my veins you seepAround my bodyRight aroundThrough meThough I do not Expect you to linger.You never doAnd I have learntTo never long forAll of you
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