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I sometimes wonder about myself. |
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Couldn't I just be making this all up as I go along? |
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Though I feel alone at times, |
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shouldn't I feel like I belong? |
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I imagine myself to be who I want to be. |
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Though I feel along at time shouldn't I feel like I belong? |
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I can hear those trumpets they are playing for me and only me. |
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They are there to remind me I'm alive. |
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I sometimes wonder about myself. |
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Couldn't I just be making this all up as I go along? |
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I was born out of nowhere. |
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As if I had been dropped from the sky. |
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My mother the clouds that cushioned me. |
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My sister the flowers I saw on my way down. |
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My brothers cradled me as I laid there alone. |
