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Why do I feel like a pawn in some sort of game, Feel that I’m being used? Dare I trust you? Why does something within warn me that something is awry, Something I have no clue of? Dare I trust you? Why do my instincts send out a warning, And why do I feel it should be heeded? Dare I trust you? Why do I feel the sudden need to steer clear, That I’m being played for a fool? Dare I trust you? If my intuition is inaccurate, Then why are the signals sent? Dare I trust you? Do I even want to?
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