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that is what this poem is called
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I don't know what it is
Do you ever have a feeling
that you can't describe?
It could be a good feeling
or a bad one
but you know that there's no name
for it
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that's what you tell people
when they ask what you are feeling
then they get mad at you
say that you lying,
tell you not
to cover up your feelings
But it's the truth
there really isn't a name
for it
it comes and goes
when it pleases
but usually doesn't stay
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not envy,
or joy,
nor anger,
or any other feeling
that can be named
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