Do I make you nervous while I sit here with a pen in my hand to write, the words coming so rapidly that I can’t keep up and then I look your direction again before I start to write, however, to this point, I haven’t written about you at all. Your conversation is becoming more distinct and pierces above all other sounds. You are trying to sound important, in control, not to be trifled with but I am the one in control and I may already be bored with you.
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