WHERE WAS I?
It all seemed like Paradise, but it
only lasted for a little while. I ask
'where was I?' but all I get is a smile.
There's no task like living through the
moment.
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The people at the end of the street are
yelling; something about a prowler
in their yards. Where was I a moment
ago? They ask, and I have to think.
Why can't I remember at all?
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