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One day, a while ago, the sun was shining a bit too bright for my eyes, and for fear of not being able to see and to protect my face, I put sunglasses on. And well, you see, I am still wearing them.
I can feel him staring His eyes always on me Covered my sunglasses But I see his face move Window, mirror, window, mirror As I walk to school One day there were no glasses I saw his eyes
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