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Infinite


Packed bags and an open door I need to find what I've been looking for Take a breath and hit the open road I'll never know what's out there until I go Now the whole world's in the palm of my hand And there's no stopping it I can part the seas just by saying I can I am infinite Close my eyes and put my headphones in I finally know what it's like to feel the wind I feel like my whole life has led up to this moment Now the whole world's in the palm of my hand And there's no stopping it I can part the seas just by saying I can I am infinite I don't care what they say is right Don't care what they say is wrong I will keep trying day and night To sing my own song Now the whole world's in the palm of my hand And there's no stopping it I can part the seas just by saying I can I am infinite.. Now the whole world's in the palm of my hand And there's no stopping it I can part the seas just by saying I can I am infinite
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Anica Stemper

I love to write poetry, and usually make them into songs. Playing guitar, singing, and writing are my three passions. I have no idea how I would live without them.

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