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a brief case...

she touched his eye,  
she touched his volume,  
she touched his shoe,
 
she went on and on  
as I wasn't listening;  
suddenly there he was,
 
a voice says immediately  
to keep it short and sweet;  
I run right into it every time,
 
you just never know, you know,  
is it strange that I try  
and avoid this very situation?  
Written by Pishashee
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