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I'm too scared to say anything, out of fear of being wrong, but I know I can't be.
I'm too worried about my hair or my voice, even though none of those things matter to you.
Instead I'm just sitting here, pretending to work, looking at your flower-print dress and your curly-blonde hair.
Trying, to figure myself out.