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I slept at the streets one day
I wake up and have nowhere to play.
But it is true.
It was the light I see.
And I want to play, you and me.
But it is true.
True, true, true.
I started walking home that day
But then just now forgot my way.
I'm now in walking straight ahead
With no one, nowhere else to stay.
Away.
I'm walking straight away today.
Leaving!
Yes I am leaving.
And without knowing
A place to stay.