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Dec 2018
Every minute is different I don't know why
These people in my head waving good bye
I cry I don't know why
but these people don't stop waving good bye
Those selfish people they are
Those people souring my mind so fare
I try not to think about it I try so hard
How much longer must I hold up my guard
They die they die not thinking about me
they wave good bye so happily
I cry I cry don't know what to do
They die they die they don't even think it through
leaving me by myself in a shadow
I try so hard I don't see
They drop like flies will they go to heaven
No one know no one tells me.
Panda May
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