Stray Cat
You walk down the sidewalk You sit in alleyways You walk across the street You stand there waiting And waiting Your body was thin as a stick bug Car pass by You walk slower back to the alleyway You crawl into your box You lay there Cold Exhausted Alone... You close your eyes Your breath leaves your body You lose feeling in your body And when you wake up again You'll be hunting mice In your new life
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