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I can make you a list of what I miss
I can send you a letter telling you what I lack
I can spend hours elaborating on the times I was too poor or too tired or too sad to climb out of my rack
Or the times I was lonely, had no one to kiss
But why?
Why bemoan my tiny fate, my history of not enough
When there is abundance to shout, fullness to trumpet in the corridors of your town?
Why walk when I can fly?
I can make you a list of what I miss
I can send you a letter telling you what I lack
I can spend hours elaborating on the times I was too poor or too tired or too sad to climb out of my rack
Or the times I was lonely, had no one to kiss
But why?
Why bemoan my tiny fate, my history of not enough
When there is abundance to shout, fullness to trumpet in the corridors of your town?
Why walk when I can fly?
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Date: 2003-09-30 09:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-30 04:54 pm (UTC)I needed this.
I especially needed this today.
I'm so glad I know you!
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Date: 2003-10-01 02:53 pm (UTC)