This isn't what you're looking for, is it? I cried out, and cried, at How Can I Keep from Singing. Hot dog tomorrow... no hope of making it? Start out mean, but soften up toward others as we experience things together- see them as people.
I stayed to the side, no part of this though adjacent to those who were. Maybe I wanted to be part of it, but in the end I was just proud to be amongst those who were.
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