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There is nothing but me And this stoplight at the end of the universe, Green, yellow, red Then green again. Independent of judgement, From all who look on. Their opinions don't matter, I walk along. There are others beside me, Their choices their own, But save for this stoplight, I walk alone. Just a blank slate Free from doubt, free from fear, It's just me and this stoplight here.
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC
The Stoplight At The End Of The Universe
There is nothing but me And this stoplight at the end of the universe, Green, yellow, red Then green again. Independent of judgement, From all who look on. Their opinions don't matter, I walk along. There are others beside me, Their choices their own, But save for this stoplight, I walk alone. Just a blank slate Free from doubt, free from fear, It's just me and this stoplight here.
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC
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