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She asked me once
What I was looking for
And I had no answer
Except I don’t know
And I started crying
Because suddenly
This idea of survival
Wasn’t enough anymore
I wanted to live
I was looking for life
But how could I tell her
The life she loved
Was the life I hated
So I closed my heart
Because suddenly
I was very cold
And I didn’t want
The chill to get in
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