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why are you looking grave?
are you thinking of something to say?
why are you sitting there?
are you hoping that someone will stare?
your mouth is hiding
you´ve got smiling eyes
why are you looking grave?
are you thinking of something to say?
be i thinking of you
your mouth is hiding
you´ve got smiling eyes
softly dividing
what they see in your face
from what you feel like inside
who are all those who greet me?
does it matter if i know?
your mouth is hiding
you´ve got joyless eyes
softly contriving
all the terrible things
that shook up our hearts enough
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