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Guess i'm through talking to myself
I woke up this morning with nothing to say
A empty room through the curtain fell,
light rays
Guess i'm through with working now
Money never done me no good anyway
I'd give it all to go to the circus now
And play.
I'm done with being tired
The last inning in a baseball game
Run for home or stay
And play
Guess i'll go outside
There goes a flutterby
Silken wings wave to me goodbye
Feel the wind upon your face
Let the sunlight touch your nose
Live your life filled with grace
even if nobody knows
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