Saturday
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Saturday
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You waited for Saturday
And waited for my birthday
And most of us probably
Expect even less than that
And I'm glad you're not like us
And by us I mean everyone in the world who isn't you
All this time
I thought was mine
Your proximity made
When boredom comes
It won't be long
Before I sing to you
There's nothing you can do
There's nothing you can say
To make my problems go away
Or to make me do the same
From the outside
My ideas
Pour me outside
Bottled feeling
For a mountain
Marbled ceiling
Commence the healing
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