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I don’t understand
Why the touch of your hand
Sends shivers down the length of my spine.
I’ve tried to conceive
Why you’re my biggest pet peeve
How you don’t find the truth in my eyes.  
I’ll never believe
That in this great sea
Of wandering souls and tepid, lost people  
You find solace in me,
In fucked up debris,
When you could find a soul that is peaceful.  
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