Trust Me
Trust Me R The book repeats As books do Even when They don't And I, A robber of Adjectives And confused Somethings Sometimes, Recalling now How I met you At the Forget-We-Met And stayed until It was. Then, Suddenly, All of a sudden I realized I couldn't rhyme Suddenly Really Clearly That easily Actually It's not. What you. (Wait for) Don't you trust me?
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