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| Wouldn't it be strange If the world you judged and knew, Turned itself around, And suddenly judged you? Wouldn't it be strange If you knew what it would say But the sorrow of it all Caused you to turn away? Wouldn't it be strange, If the world saw deep in you, Things you always said, You'd never say or do? Wouldn't it be strange If you closed your heart up tight, Ignored the heedful words, And turned them out of sight? |