The Delta Statement

Who am I

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Lights come out through the window-shades

Now I can see the stranger in the glass:

Distorted smile

The blues tunes are screaming on the radio

Raindrops take away remorse tears

I moan

My despair into the wind

Keep wondering who am I :

A fiddle-footed rambler

Got lost in the infinite darkness

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