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Sometimes I feel like smiling
Other times I feel like crying
At times there is so much anger I never knew I had
But then i stop and think
It's not only me
I am not alone searching for this place we all call home
If this is true then why do I feel so blue
Searching for something that could be my throne
Where do I go
We'll I don't know
Maybe I should follow this path
Will it lead to destruction, eruption, and hate
I'm unsure
Don't know where to go
All alone with no one to call my own
On this journey to a place we all call home
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