outsider

I'm walking through your streets
I'm taking off your shadows
I'm seating on your seats
I'm getting all for others

I'm caring of your sleeps
I'm watching when you're waking
I'm keeping while it keeps
I'm thinking when you're making

I'm walking through your street
I'm missing off the black days
I'm going by your feet
I'm feeling all by your prays


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