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Nowhere Nothing
I am no one’s mother
No one’s wife
No one’s lover
The place where I live
Is bland, cold, almost vacant, and blue
In this nowhere nothing
I sit and wait
To become someone
I am no one’s mother
No one’s wife
No one’s lover
The place where I live
Is bland, cold, almost vacant, and blue
In this nowhere nothing
I sit and wait
To become someone
