And there is just nothing I want,
that I could get.
And nothing I miss,
that I could have back.
The crowd running over me,
day after day,
just misses the point
of being up there.
that I could get.
And nothing I miss,
that I could have back.
The crowd running over me,
day after day,
just misses the point
of being up there.
-Denise K.
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