A long time ago I recall

I wasn’t so very tall

While the world passed

me by I felt I might ask

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Do we all walk around

while similarly frowned

upon by those the others,

‘Oh if I had my druthers’

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I’ve looked for a spaceship

traveling alone in silent slip

yet the skies always remain

a singular thoughtful domain

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I might suggest a newer route

one chock full with little doubt

I wanted only to know a way

to find happiness in a day.

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While the world does truly pass me by

I wonder when it is I might finally ask why