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The Circle of Life

Outside the circle of life I sit,
not knowing exactly where in it I fit...

I watch the circle go round and round,
not missing a beat sound for sound...

I watch it's flow and it's vibe,
it's humpping and bumpping it's so alive...

I wish I weren't afraid to go inside,
to brave the world and take that ride...

but since I am I'll just take my stand
right over here in passer-by land...

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