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she sits back and judges me (Free verse) by hendrimike and then i open the door
sitting on the leather she ponders
and i stroll past her quickly
feeling eyes penetrating my life
and i close my door
and i hear her head attack me
and i fall asleep
and sleep is a mirage to life
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