I don't wanna be IN... But I don't like OUT. I can't deal with people... I can't live without--- All that is handed, Quite naturally... It seems seems a fair trade-off For what I can be. You see I don't do much... Just kind of sit around... Sometimes I get up And then I sit back down. It all seems quite normal Don't you agree? The ones that we need most We rarely try to see.Birth sign: Pisces
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