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Passing

My mind was center upon one thing.
So I passed you by without even a though.

It's cold, It's hot, I'm all alone.

A thousand things to do and no time to do them.
So, I said as I pass you by without a word.

The street is here, The street is there, I clear a space.

The meter needs to be feed with my last dime. 
So I try to not see you as I pass by. 

Empty hands, Empty hearts, Turn your fact to the wall.

I STOP
I've been there and now, I'm here that's why I pass you by
...to forget.

Annette Rust copyright 1996

 

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