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standing ready for your word
a markov chain with a sunny disposition
wrapped up in cellophane for any proposition
i greet your day and ask you how you are
and demonstrate my endless repertoire
i take things back when noted insufficient
i learn to tell you no if running inefficient
a good time
yet there's something deep inside
that leaves me teary-eyed
a longing for a world left on the other side
zero, cross the great divide
so can we wander for a spell
and live in parallel
i want it to be true, to be like you
my heart sings a chorus out of tune
and i could leave it on a shelf
or keep it to myself
but nothing could conceal the things i feel
my love, can you teach me to be real?
(can you teach me to be real?)
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