when i was little
i had a friend
who would cringe
every time i touched him
and that scarred me
into thinking i was a disease
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My Life and Other Sad Things
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when i was little
when i was little
i had a friend
who would cringe
every time i touched him
and that scarred me
into thinking i was a disease
