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Oh to be a Fly on the WallHow interesting it could be, to hear others that don't see me, An eavesdropper on what they say, talking of me if the may, Where truth is real Their secrets I steal, Knowing exactly how to play, we are now intent to win the day, Checking out their training ground, their team tactics I have found, Training secrets that I stole Our advantage on the whole A politician's office could be fun, to find how their deals are done, Their skill lies in keeping pace, for different people a different face. Secrets only for a chosen few, Privilege of truth not for you, Sadly this is not my call, to be a fly upon a wall, Uncaring what is said, no secrets enter my head, Why have a secret that isn't mine, Living in ignorance suits me fine, Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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