Amidst all those people,
doing the same thing,
With so much to see to,
That they don't have time to care,
About anyone else,
Just like you have no time, too,
But yourself.
Is it because you hope,
That they will all finally see,
That what you've done's unique,
Which, in this world, is key,
And what makes you alright,
In everyone's eyes,
'Cause it shows you may know something,
Beyond out skies.
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