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The Concentration Song

Oh,
  oh    oh won't you
grow to fit me less because there's
fire in my mind when I think of you,


walking, wrapped in agony,
rhapsodize,
my eyes can look nowhere but my shoes;
can look nowhere but at my shoes.

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