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They stand in their good shoes and formal clothes The children are distracted and so am I I stare at the exit sign in front of me that's glowing green We are all asked to stand and the music begins Everyone starts to sing My lips stay closed This is just a building These are just people We are not chosen We are not special There is nothing in front of us as we kneel We sing to nothing We cry to nothing I weep only to me.
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May 13
May 13, 2026 at 3:18 PM UTC
People stand in a church
They stand in their good shoes and formal clothes The children are distracted and so am I I stare at the exit sign in front of me that's glowing green We are all asked to stand and the music begins Everyone starts to sing My lips stay closed This is just a building These are just people We are not chosen We are not special There is nothing in front of us as we kneel We sing to nothing We cry to nothing I weep only to me.
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17/NB/CO
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 3:18 PM UTC
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