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| Me and You by © billybird_nj Sitting up high watching humans below; scurrying about - wonder if they know? They're running around, with avarice and greed; wonder if they know, there still is no need. There's little true love - hearts encased in steel - with eyes they don't see - emotions don't feel. Don't want to say it - but really it's true. I have been talking about me and you. William T. Greenacre (c)WTG 2001 |