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If everyone
If everyone could see you
If everyone could read you
If everyone could be you would they be you or delete you
Are you a slave to fashion
Or do you have any passion
Is there a thought that by yourself that you can fathom
Is your behavior
Just another caper
Is your soul made of fire or green paper
Are we all destined
To die lonely sinners
Cause we confuse who's the loser and who's the winner
Copyright ©
Milton Batchelor
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