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Sheltered


Living in a town with less then 10,000,

Creates an environment with little uniqueness, 

Cookie cutter, cookie cutter, cookie cutter,

Everyone is the same.

How do we become unbiased if no one changes the game?

Niave I become because diversity lacks,

This town I live in is one big wolf pack.

I have been blinded to the world around me, 

Have lost the key. 

The key to life, the key to understanding life.

People are different and I dont even know.

I need to find diversity and let myself go.

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