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All up to me


They say my fate is in my hands, that I make my own plans, making my own decisions, who wants to hear your opinions? Remarking about this and that, telling me not to react, but what about what I want to do? What about what  I want to say? It can't be held in anymore, no, not today. My actions are all up to me, it's what they say, it's about time I've figured out, anyway.

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