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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Once in a while, a cruel, old man Had stood up in front and had bade me to stand He'd point out a sentence, instruct me to speak And my crush would let slip a small, cruel, mirthful shriek Then my sibilant esses would ring out so loud And my spittle sailed south 'cross the heads of the crowd The teacher pronounced my reading a mess And I couldn't help but feel that I was Missing something, missing something All my life I think I missed something My friends took me out to the pictures tonight Though I never was blessed with the powers of sight The score underscored each great scene with aplomb But I knew from the swells and the claps it was done In a few moments I had slunk into the night With a sense in my gut that some thing wasn't right Right before I would physically run into you I could not help but feel that I was Missing something, missing something All my life, I think I missed Something big, something vital, something unerringly true And today I think that something was you After rainfall I stepped into the sun It dried off my skin but the cold made me numb I stepped back to the porch and back into your arms With a hide dried so thick that your arrows can't harm I can carry you miles just perched on my back But my heart and my belly are safe from attack Intellectually I know that there's nothing I lack But I can't shake the feeling that I am Missing something, missing something All my life I think I missed Something big, something vital, something unerringly true But it's something I've forgotten In a sky so blue
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