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I snap back to attention, but my body tells a lie when my mind is on vacation far away and so am I. They never spot the missing link I think because I'm good at blending in or it might be the chameleon skin that colours me and I fit in, do not stand out nor raise a hand or smile, don't shout just stand, be there but on vacation too, you can do as I do to make the babble bearable, to blend in and make life more wearable, to snap back when you're far away to span the gap from yesterday and jump away from any day, I do it all the time, Who, does it too but he has a Tardis, I do not.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
The mission man
I snap back to attention, but my body tells a lie when my mind is on vacation far away and so am I. They never spot the missing link I think because I'm good at blending in or it might be the chameleon skin that colours me and I fit in, do not stand out nor raise a hand or smile, don't shout just stand, be there but on vacation too, you can do as I do to make the babble bearable, to blend in and make life more wearable, to snap back when you're far away to span the gap from yesterday and jump away from any day, I do it all the time, Who, does it too but he has a Tardis, I do not.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
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