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What good am I if I’m like all the restIf I just turn away, when I see how you’re dressedIf I shut myself off so I can’t hear you cryWhat good am I?What good am I if I know and don’t doIf I see and don’t say, if I look right through youIf I turn a deaf ear to the thunderin’ skyWhat good am I?What good am I while you softly weepAnd I hear in my head what you say in your sleepAnd I freeze in the moment like the rest who don’t tryWhat good am I?What good am I then to others and meIf I’ve had every chance and yet still fail to seeIf my hands are tied must I not wonder withinWho tied them and why and where must I have been?What good am I if I say foolish thingsAnd I laugh in the face of what sorrow bringsAnd I just turn my back while you silently dieWhat good am I?-- What Good Am I?, by Bob Dylan

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