In the middle of the Storm
I'm that girl who stood Alone
Homeless, the tornado took my Home
So like Dorothy I have to follow the Yellow Brick Road
Hungry and Alone
No Blankets I'm very Cold
Massive Headaches, Ears Ringing Bells
No Shoes I'm walking on Eggshells
It's quite Clear of my Condition
Everybody Blind they follow they own Missions
All while the Earth keeps Spinning....
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