STANDING ON THE CORNER

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Standing on the corner of the street.
My life just seems to repeat.
This town's so small.
I've seen it all.
Over and over and over.
I've seen it all before.
A fact I can't ignore.
Every day into the next does blend.
Too much time here, I do spend.
I have fear. I shed a tear.

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