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A woman ever present on my shoulder,
She calls and calls should I go over?
Promises easiness and peace of mind
I inch closer she seems so kind
I can’t believe it’s come to this
Needing rest and eternal bliss;
When she comes knocking I’ll be there waiting,
For the pretty woman always baiting.





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