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Everybody's leaving me behind
in the dust, lost in the stormy sea.
Why can't I keep people around,
what is wrong with me?

They all pack their bags,
And board the huge plane
Away from little old me,
to a brand new place.

They smile out the windows
Excited and filled with happiness
Forgetting about the highs and lows
That we went through together.

But being stuck on the merry go round
I smile and wave back,
Waiting for the next person to leave me for the clouds.

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