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Always lost some where between here and there.
Riding the crest of the wave of what is into what will be.
The observer, the confidant, The opinion producer, The quick wit with the slow style.
Forever tucked into the comfy corners of life as I know it.
Egging on the movers and the shakers.
Telling them to go and do all the things I don't.
That's me.
Riding the crest of the wave of what is into what will be.
The observer, the confidant, The opinion producer, The quick wit with the slow style.
Forever tucked into the comfy corners of life as I know it.
Egging on the movers and the shakers.
Telling them to go and do all the things I don't.
That's me.