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Sep 2019
What’s this all about?
Who are all of you?
Why do I care about you so much?
Why do I look at you with love?
I’m a child
Helplessly hopeless for a smile
We’re all strange.
Now what?
Except everyone
Some of us are ready
Written by
Tom Morrissey
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