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I wanna reach out to somebody But who? I wanna be someone But who? I have wounded knees But who Cares. I have a ratio of tenderness of Ten to one But who for… Me? There are so many people In this world Who are groping for a chance To be someone Why do I ***** There are so many people who do not care… But can anyone Care for them? not I. I am a wanna be Person In need of a soul:   The way this is typed out Is the same way Car horns blindly blare Or voices Of people across the street Who have an inebriated mind are No longer interested In humanity.
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Nov 13, 2025
Nov 13, 2025 at 1:18 AM UTC
I wanna reach out to somebody
I wanna reach out to somebody But who? I wanna be someone But who? I have wounded knees But who Cares. I have a ratio of tenderness of Ten to one But who for… Me? There are so many people In this world Who are groping for a chance To be someone Why do I ***** There are so many people who do not care… But can anyone Care for them? not I. I am a wanna be Person In need of a soul:   The way this is typed out Is the same way Car horns blindly blare Or voices Of people across the street Who have an inebriated mind are No longer interested In humanity.
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Nov 13, 2025
Nov 13, 2025 at 1:18 AM UTC
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