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I took a train that led me to South Broadway There I watched as rain drops played & the ground received a cleaning that day. My face was washed & my skin turned gray, For I was becoming part of S. Broadway. Unlike the North, I was no longer up high & my flesh began to groove As the rain started to dry. Everything I need I have received, here on S. Broadway. .. And they all say that one day I can even grown green & become a tree with yellow maple leaves. First I need to out grow these knobby knees So that I'll soon be free. Then I will be the one that shades you from the sun, When alls too much on lovely South Broadway.
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Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 7:35 PM UTC
A Life on S. Broadway
I took a train that led me to South Broadway There I watched as rain drops played & the ground received a cleaning that day. My face was washed & my skin turned gray, For I was becoming part of S. Broadway. Unlike the North, I was no longer up high & my flesh began to groove As the rain started to dry. Everything I need I have received, here on S. Broadway. .. And they all say that one day I can even grown green & become a tree with yellow maple leaves. First I need to out grow these knobby knees So that I'll soon be free. Then I will be the one that shades you from the sun, When alls too much on lovely South Broadway.
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Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 7:35 PM UTC
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