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I used to


Have you ever stood there with the light shinning with a hint of dark? The light shining the rain falls from the sky You ever wonder with no thought As you walk alone, never to find yourself alone The plants move as you walk by; they quietly acknowledge you to say hi "Im here for you" walking alone you notice your physically in this world that demands Where has the music gone as it is in your ear makes you feel to do certain things, but where is the emotion? Where is the spring? I cry and I explain to myself that it is a crime of passion that I would have to comform to society So content with living I would walk in the rain to know i'm alive wondering why your inside look at me (he's wet) but you do not know what is in my mind nothing and everything I am wet you wouldn't understand if you could see the appreciation in my eyes that every moment that Im here Im focused Im alive It may not be for what you want, but thats what I'm here for To have eyes.
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