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[chameleonesque]

Feel I'm on the verge of some great truth
Where I'm finally in my place
But I'm fumbling still for proof
And it's cluttering my space
Casting shadows on my face
I know I have a strength to move ahead
I can hardly leave my room
So I'll sit perfecty still
And I'll listen for a tune
When the mind is on the moon

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[jalapenoguy]

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