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I've wondered a thousand times;
If he'd had a heart!
I've watched all his crimes,
Has he ever loved?
I've seen him drink all the wines.
He'd always tear others apart.
And yet, there he was;
Defenseless, shaking and scared.
Revealing all the troubles he'd caused,
The one who never cared,
After all, he showed his flaws,
I wish I was impressed!
But I never was__
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