Do you ever get that feeling
That you're just watching a movie
Or reading a book
Or listening to a song,
And it's about you,
But you can't control it?
I know I'm not the only one.
Today my wind-up toy
Moved an inch or two forward;
But I never wound it.
Today I felt my heart
Pounding in my chest hard;
But I never found it.
I wonder...
Whose did I steal?
But it must be defective -
I still cannot feel.
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