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WHO AM I


I stand here at the tallest rock Asking the world who i am But it does not answer me back As it does not want to reveal the secret I got home and look in the mirror Wondering who's dirty little secret i am I realise that i was just an accident And not a gift to my parents Who have forsaken me the minute i was born Like i was nothing but a curse
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