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All these thoughts going through my head.  As I lay in bed.  I feel all alone.  I wish I was home.  I know you are far away.  I know we cannot play.  It is with you, I want to stay.  I do cry and I do ask why.  I don't see why this is happening to me.  It's true, I don't know what to deserve this, I did do.  I am blue.