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| 148. Somehow Somehow is but a word When no effort is afforded Why do you fail to take action When you know what you must do If you were but a house Your windows would be boarded To protect you from the unknown? There is no phantom after you I’ve known you the most Throughout these long years I confess you are a little strange Especially when you make that smile But you’re the best friend I could have Despite your faults and fears For aside from your decision to delay You’ll always go the extra mile |
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