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You can see nothing else, When you look in my face, I will look you in the eye, And I will never lie.
It regulates our daily movements, but it feels no interest in our lives. It directs us when to come and go, but does not care if we pay attention. What is it?
A house with two occupants, sometimes one, rarely three. Break the walls, eat the boarders, then throw away me.
They belong to me; they belong to you; They can make you feel happy or make you feel blue; They never end until the day you do.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
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