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Anthem


Tossed in the air, how's it gonna fall? sometimes two options are easier than all, but you never really understand, the power is out of your hands I can still hear the sound of the echo "you have to learn how to let go" looking down into that hole adverse hand, time to fold. strive for the dust path keep going, never look back. eyes toward the sky, finally saying goodbye feel the winds of change the beast within became deranged on a quest to conquer--tame. and growth transforms in stages like books are made of pages no time for false solutions, so begins a revolution but now it's for the sake of peace it's time for all this fear to cease So I focus on my breathing, I pray my grief is leaving channel sorrow into strength stretch my patience to full length at war with my worst enemy, the very essence that is me.
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