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Mrs. Sad
Mrs. Sad visited my soul the other day
And I let her in...don't ask me why...
She asked me to join her... I accepted
And I saw her world ...don't ask me why
Mrs. Sad refuse to go...and stay
And I walk with her... don't ask me why
Don't ask me why... because I know
I make sometimes mistakes and I fall short
Don't ask me why... because is true
The sky sometimes is gray and at times blue
Don't ask me why... nowadays it's being hard
To decide what to accept and what to discard
Don’t ask me why... because...
because, I won't reply

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