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no false gods


when we were young

we dreamed of power

those to lift cars and fly up tall towers

but when we grow old we lose our sight

we learn to live in reality something we cannot fight

i am one of few who never truly grew

i will have the power of a god everything i will do

to saving the world to visiting schools

there is no such thing as false gods

for there is no thing as gods to start

we are all the same in life, we just play different parts

so next time yo feel that power isnt real and only imagination

actually use it, it will surprise you, cause i know mines did

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