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Mark me!
As the sky moves without being forced i better myself for tomorrow
I am the word on the street that keeps you up
Mumble as i appear
Shiver to be eye to eye
I know you have fear
As I open my left ear
For the right rumour-monger
I dwell within my confidence
Roses and daffodils for you who nurtured me
Peek me while I fly
I will be no more In your arms to float,she is no infant
Open those soft palms
I left a mark there
One of the greatest
I am to be called
Mark me!!
Tracy diketso
I am the word on the street that keeps you up
Mumble as i appear
Shiver to be eye to eye
I know you have fear
As I open my left ear
For the right rumour-monger
I dwell within my confidence
Roses and daffodils for you who nurtured me
Peek me while I fly
I will be no more In your arms to float,she is no infant
Open those soft palms
I left a mark there
One of the greatest
I am to be called
Mark me!!
Tracy diketso
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