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Alone part 2

I look out my window
And see what the street
Wipers had left behind
Then i think of the ocean
And how the currents would
Carry me as if i was light as a feather

Alone

The Air is still
but the streets are not
I breathe in the cold
November air, and I think
How I wish I could fly
over the trees, travel
through the clouds and all around

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