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Ballad


I wake up every day Wondering what to say My mind is racing Because I do not know what I am facing I think too much about my future And by this I will never fully mature So I stop and think To not let my life go by in a blink I must take a deep breath Because I know God is forever with me And will take me where I am meant to be.
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