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Try with me


When you try you're relieved, free, knowing they all believed. To save our world from hurt, temptation,and lies. Our history is slipping, disappearing, and flying. Technology springing with such rise. Where is the origin, and why is everything so foreign. We don't know ourselves anymore. We don't try. Why? I'm not being being heard and most certainly not you. You have to try before you begin to cry.
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