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How ever it seems
There is no taste in no passion
If the zell for life fades away
A fight you must do 
Every minute of everyday
Oh that minute you think your free 
Here comes torment to just to play
It doesn’t take much to bring you in
Maybe it’s smile or even the wind
burn into the pain they make you feel
Close you eyes and just realize
Everyone hurts it’s only a matter of time

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