I am the stranger on the next isle who says, "bless you", after you sneeze, then mumbles, "you're welcome", sourly, when you don't return an embarrassed or laughter filled, "thank you". I am she, I am me, And I am her. And these are the words That come from my soul To dwell into my head
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