This question you ask me,
those little words,
I can not give you
an answer to them.
For how can
I when me
is missing,
And there can't
be any us
with only you.
I have to find me
before I can find us.
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This question you ask me, those little words, I can not give you an answer to them.
For how can I when me is missing, And there can't be any us with only you.
I have to find me before I can find us.
Please tell me what you thinkComments
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