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In a crowd on a city street, shoulders bumping, I'm alone In an endless prairie, wind blowing hard, I'm alone I wonder which is the place I'd want to cry? Drawing two circles, I feel just a little grown-up. Why does the gushing forth of courage and power unexpectedly smash the extremely tortuous wall? Perhaps it's because of the kindness extremely stern people had unexpectedly shown. T - h - a - n - k - Y - o - u! |