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I finally realized there was hunger in my stare and in my mind I was swaying to the woman in the rocking chair. But the lady I was living with was standing right by my side. She saw me stare and she saw the hunger and wore a fit and cried. So with anger in her face and hurt in her eyes. She scratched me and she clawed me. She screamed and she cried. Oh you don't give me near of all the loving that you should. Yet you're ready to go and live with her. You're just no damn good.