Ha. You'd be in a real pickle then. Black would be white. Up would be down. But maybe you'd take something away from what I've been saying-the things I've whispered in your ear. I love you, I hate you, I like you, I loathe you, I want to be like you, I want to be with you, I miss you, I wish you were here, I wish you never left, I wish I were you,
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