My World

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All you colored shirts hang just as you had left
 And you office door's closed, just as you had said
 All your Dylan tapes stay unplayed and go untouched
 And your poetry books are closed and collecting dust
 "Throw it away", so they tell me, "to help with the hurt"
 Not for my world
 Their grass dries, and moons rise, and clocks tick, and sun's lit
 On this earth, not my world

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Duration
02:36
Key
11
Tempo
117 BPM

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