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Top Floor

I think and worry

Worry about you

But now I see

That you think but don’t do

 

You think a lot

Of getting through it

But you are too smart

To really do it

 

You’re making a life

Of the stories you tell

You’re not really

Going through hell

 

 You stuck your foot

In the fire to see

Saying, “This hell business”

“Is not for me”

 

I’ll take the elevator

To the top – a permanent vacation

As for down in the dungeon

I’ll use my imagination




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