All the good people file into their places
Smiling on the outside
While their veneers stretch thin over their secrets
And then, satisfied with the deception
...
A man knocked on my door one day
And asked to be let in
He said that he would clean my house
And so I said begin
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Who are you
The one that I apparently want to impress
Who am I
And why do I need to have you think of me
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