I've knocked on this door once before, I'll return with a new situation at hand. You stand there only to repeat back what mess I've thrown at you. Cant you see my purpose for standing here? Of course you don't, you have to see for yourself, like an adolescent. This you have admitted to, but for me, please listen, and depict my words carefully.
Perhaps I'm completely of track.
I cant tell by your tone you haven't heard a word I've said.
I'll stay for the show, but I'm not going to sing along.
"Wait a minute.... no do-overs?"
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