katrina, 17. All around me are familiar faces, warn out places,warn out faces, bright and early for the daily races, going nowhere, going no where,the tears are filling up their glasses, no expression, no expression, .hide my head, just waanna drown my sorrows
from this point you work out for yourself who I am.

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