Everywhere you turn, it's there.
I sit and wonder,
what am I doing here?
But on the telephone line I am any height,
I am any age, I want to be.
I could be a caped crusader,
0r space invader,
And you wouldn't know the difference.
Or would you?
Hear ye silent screams.
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