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To hear it
Spoken aloud
To remove me
From beneath my shroud

Face to face
I will hide my shame
Hoping for indulgence
And be called by name

My request quite simple
Elegantly told
If you could still deny me
My hart would grow cold

Still I will not waver
Still I will fight on
Still I will have feelings
Till my life is gone



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