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Oh Belladonna never knew the pain

Maybe I'm crazy; maybe it'll drive me insane

The open letter just carelessly placed

And you move in silence,

The tea so delicately laced

Out of reach, out of touch

How you've learned to hate so much

Phillip John Mogg, «UFO»