Sitting In The Dark

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I have imprints and scars
They've pressed my wings close to me
And make me feel small.
I'm sitting here,
Waiting,
Trying to see in the dark
Trying to make out your face
I don't know who you are
I really don't know you
But I'm here and
You're not releasing me.

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