(P. Simon)
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A winter's day
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In a deep and dark December;
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I am alone,
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Gazing from my window to the streets below
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On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
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I am a rock,
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I am an island.
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I've built walls,
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A fortress deep and mighty,
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That none may penetrate.
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I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
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It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
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I am a rock,
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I am an island.
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Don't talk of love,
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But I've heard the words before;
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It's sleeping in my memory.
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I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
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If I never loved I never would have cried.
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I am a rock,
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I am an island.
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I have my books
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And my poetry to protect me;
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I am shielded in my armor,
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Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
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I touch no one and no one touches me.
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I am a rock,
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I am an island.
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And a rock feels no pain;
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And an island never cries.
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I Am A Rock
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| Simon & Garfunkel |
