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Book 17 Page 50
I think I see my therapist yonder
I think I see my therapist,
yonder in the shop.
Shall I say hello, shall I! shall I!
or shall I not?
What happens if he ignores me?
Or worse still, sees right through me!?
O I think Iíll just stay over here and shut my mouth.
And we can talk about it next time when Iím on the therapist couch.
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