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In a lone soul,
A stranger's smile's like hot coal.
In a lone mind,
There's not a thing aligned.
Your acquaintance, you think it is like presents?
In a rotten soul,
Who prevents its decay?
Your presence brings nothing but delay.
In a perplexed mind,
Who prevents its burst?
Your presence brings up my worst.
A stranger's smile's like hot coal.
In a lone mind,
There's not a thing aligned.
Your acquaintance, you think it is like presents?
In a rotten soul,
Who prevents its decay?
Your presence brings nothing but delay.
In a perplexed mind,
Who prevents its burst?
Your presence brings up my worst.
