The Brighter Side of Looking Down

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Head held in place gazing down at the floor,

my mind begins to boggle and I feel lost in the flow

they don't see me and I, I don't see them anymore.

Head held in place gazing down at the floor,

pockets feel so empty, even my soul is poor.

All of them snicker, feeling superior and proud, so I bend my head and keep my heart low.

Head held in place gazing down at the floor,

my mind begins to boggle and I feel lost in the flow 

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