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WHO ARE YOU
Who are you, where are you
How does it feel?
Is anything happening
Is anything real?
Have you been all the people
You ever have met?
Have you done all the deeds?
Are you quite finished yet?
You can ride on the twister
For the rest of your days
You can wake to the moment
You can still change your ways
You don’t have to become
All the things you are not
Not your past, not your future
Not the things you have got
In the eye of the storm
All the you’s spinning by
So easy to be one
So easy to try
Or perhaps you are nothing
And it all passes through
Who are you, where are you
What do you do?
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