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1979

I'm like a whisp of wind,
Nobody notices if I come in;
Nobody notices if I blow about,
Nobody notices if I scream and shout;
Nobody notices me here and today,
There has got to be some other way;
There has got to be some way to relieve the pain,
There has got to be some way to free my brain;
Please, please, listen to me,
Please, please, set me free.

© Copyright 1978-2011 by Preston V. McMurry III

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