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Me Myself and I

It's times like these,
Alone in my room.
Thoughts flying around,
Loneliness spreading through me.
I play my music loud,
Dance in my pajamas.
I sing into my hairbrush,
Jump around the room.
Because no matter where,
No matter when.
Theres always three people,
Me.
Myself,
And I.



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