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Yes.
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You had a big imagination,
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most likely from all of those
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trashy books and magazines you used to sneak into class.
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Oh, my god. You still don't believe me.
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I came to you with a secret, a horrible secret.
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I couldn't tell my mother or anyone in my family.
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But I thought I could trust you,
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Because you were my teacher and a nun.
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So I told you.
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Do you remember what you said to me?
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I'm not going to stand here and listen to this.