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No matter how hard I try

I cannot escape it

I could try to fly,

But I would never make it.

 

I could try to run

I could get up and leave

I could say it's no fun

I could say it's okay and try to believe.

 

But no matter what I do

No matter where I hide

Change will find me, it's true

It could be behind, in front, or beside.

 

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