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You echoed anything I said what sway
I raked a tress arrear a readied ear
Closecropped yourself you mimicked not okay
You raked at air uneerie full of fear
You swore yourself as changed as model clay
Of own accord you didnt change or veer
You feared youd damage me youd best allay
I could expect a month it might appear
Your outer self is generous in strait
You give up time you help out other folk
What drew me first of late looms like an oak
I guess at nuisances you quietly hate
I scarcely see you my old buddy bet
I languish last on list your safety net
Chorus bet hazard punt