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That One Special Thing
As the snow is piled on the ground
Homeless people scattered around
The cold wind chills all my bones
I can't imagine If I was out here alone
How would I survive the night
Would I die from cold before morning light
The lonely hours they must pass so slow
Do they have friends...or anywhere to go
I just make my way past the chairs
A homeless man...just so still he just stares
I ponder on my life so far
We have been raised in glory...we are who we are
But i believe in that one thing to set up above the rest
It is why we are here....it is our test
We must find that one thing to make our mark
Find that thing that just gives you a spark
A flame inside your soul
That one that that will make you whole
So I reckon I must find
That special thing that will just blow your mind
