Did anyone see my last marble
As it rolled out and over the floor?
It fell through a hole in the corner
Of a room in a town on a tour
It\'s lonely without your last marble
I miss it not rattling around
As I lie in my bed there\'s a space in my head
Where there used to be colours and sound..
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