I'm uptight, I guess.
Let it pass.
I've never had much in common with you.
Gentle and mild.
Somebody else's child.
Bright blue eyes.
From my Mother's side.
She took a lover that she barely knew.
Wayward and wild.
Somebody else's child.
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