| Dear diary, what a day it’s been
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| Dear diary, it’s been just like a dream
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| Woke up too late; |
| wasn’t where I should have been
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| For goodness sake what’s happening to me
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| Write lightly, yours truly, dear diary
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| It was cold outside my door
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| So many people by the score
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| Rushing around so senselessly
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| They don’t notice there’s people like me
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| Write lightly, yours truly, dear diary
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| They don’t know what they’re playing
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| They’ve no way of knowing what the game is
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| Still they carry on doing what they can
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| Outside me, yours truly, dear diary
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| It’s over; |
| will tomorrow be the same?
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| I know that they’re really not to blame
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| If they weren’t so blind then surely they’d see
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| There’s a much better way for them to be
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| Inside me, yours truly, dear diary |