"Here"
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I could be somewhere else, somebody different but still be me.
I could stop looking back, and run towards where the sun shines.
I could whistle to the wind and wait for it to billow back.
Sometimes i think - i shouldn't be here.
I could sit still all day and watch the shadows change.
I could paint my skies purple and the sun a drab of grey.
I could stroll along mindlessly and let a stranger interrupt me.
Sometimes i think - i shouldn't be here, because you aren't.
Someday soon, my stranger.
I could whistle to the wind and wait for it to billow back.
Sometimes i think - i shouldn't be here.
I could sit still all day and watch the shadows change.
I could paint my skies purple and the sun a drab of grey.
I could stroll along mindlessly and let a stranger interrupt me.
Sometimes i think - i shouldn't be here, because you aren't.
Someday soon, my stranger.
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