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sick then with pride |
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now scarcely recognized |
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and i felt his size |
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close to a dozen times |
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his legs gave way like pages |
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from a pop-up book |
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and i had to look presently unsure |
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i was the very first one |
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what arrogance it gave me at the time |
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you swore to me before we kissed |
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you'd never breathe a word of this and i |
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i was satisfied |
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time cast aside |
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i held on the hopes as mine |
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and so what if heavens collide |
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we all pass our primes in time |
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the fates are trapped as legs divide |
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you came of age in quarter time and i |
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i was mortified |
