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Falling lightly on my back
An institution where we’re packed
Into little rooms with vivid green doors
Where the mind is changed
Foot steps slip on snow covered ice
Which blends into the surrounding white
Feel the wind and hear it howl
As it blows the snow along
Falling heavily now on my way home
I never know where I’m going to roam
I’ve lost my step and I’ve fallen down in the snow
Up again and moving along
In this world full of so many wrongs
I don’t know where I am I don’t know where I’m going
How long will I be gone
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