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No one listens to me when I speak !

No one hears me when I shout!

I have no doubt that I will not be missed ,

what is the point of fighting when I am all alone ?

I have no place to call home,I am no rolling stone 

I do not like to roam ,I am rootless and so alone 

surrounded yet lonely no one sees my pain

 

no one sees my tears or hears my fears  

 

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