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Anyone who opens their eyes might be able to see Beautiful creatures Calling me Do you hear them? They are there Everything, everywhere Friends of old and friends of new Good times, bad times Here with you In my life Just as it is Keeping secrets Letting go Moment’s pass No one knows Of the Places I will go Quiet is something that I fear Realizing it is here Sends a shiver down my back Trying to relax Under the sad impression Very many can’t ask the question Why are you the way you are? Xceptionally unique and different Yearning for a voice Zesty by choice
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