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Good morning students!
The story opens
Right
Where
I knew it would end
It's repeating over, stuck in my past tense
So I
Stop
Wait
And face today
I gotta pull it apart, so I can push it away
I was born and raised alone and on the edge
I've been wanting more but winding up with less
I can't think about it
On every single day
A quick decline coming over me
I won't talk about it
But I admit to say
It's been a short piece of history
The story closes
Right
Here
It's over again
It's repeating over, like it never began
So I
Stop
Look
At all I've done, and I'm feeling like I'm stuck on page one
I was born and raised alone and on the edge
I've been wanting more but winding up with less
I can't think about it
On every single day
A quick decline coming over me
I won't talk about it
But I admit to say
It's been a short piece of history
I can't think about it
On every single day
A quick decline coming over me
I won't talk about it
But I admit to say
It's been a short piece of history
I was born and raised alone and on the edge
I've been wanting more but winding up with less
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