I paint the classroom walls in white
and get a beautiful tan on my soul
I put a piece of my heart in each grocery bag that I pack
so when I pass through the streets of this town
I can hear my own heart beat from kitchen windows
and I don't feel like a stranger anymore
I play bingo and have lunch with old ladies
thinking may be half way around the world
someone will add a bit of color to my mom's lonely days
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