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I Sit Here

I sit here
All alone all day
Writing letters to you at this old desk
Clogging my lungs with dust

I've been wishing you would save me
From becoming such a sedentary fellow
But you never seem to come by
and you never seem to write back

Well this is it
My last letter
I'm sorry it's so short
But it's better that way

I hope that this find you in good health
I hope that your life is going well
And as for me
I'll just be sitting here
writing letters to someone else