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Sometimes I sit and stare I don't know why I just sit there, I look around and see nothing At other times see something.
Sometimes I sit and cry I don't know why I sit and cry, I look around and wonder why I just sit and cry.
Sometimes I am full of fun I don't know why I'm full of fun, I look around and laugh at people Having fun on the cheap
Sometimes I sit and laugh I don't know why I sit and laugh and laugh I look around and I could die One day I know I will.
(Student Kirkmuirhill) |
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