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by myself

When I’m by myself And I close my eyes I’m a twin I’m a dimple in a chin I’m a room full of toys I’m a squeaky noise I’m a gospel song I’m a gong I’m a leaf turning red I’m a loaf of brown bread I’m a whatever I want to be An anything I care to be And when I open my eyes What I care to be Is me.

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