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Sure Thing

The corridors are new,

But I know faces few,

Relieved to see them again,

Even if they go,

They’ll be back I know,

For these are strange days, sure thing.

The ones I don’t know,

Have a very friendly flow,

I wish I could see them again,

Even if they go,

They’ll remember me I know,

For these moments are precious, sure thing.

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