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By Em Hatemore Date: 2012 Jan 17 Comment on this Work [[2012.01.17.10.57.21624]] |
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I often wonder why You respond to my every manipulation Don’t you see it coming? You feed into my pretty hands Like a bird hopping on its perch Waiting to fly If you mention me Paying attention to you One thing becomes too clear You have to be watching me To know I am watching you It takes two, after all Watch me watch you I do not mind As long as you stay where you are |