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I've always been an outsider and always will be, never once fitting in don't you see? Not ever knowing what place to call home, i might as well have a million phones. I've been torn apart in so many ways, will i ever see the light of day? I'm always doing my very best, but it seems as though, i never amount up to any of the rest! I give life my all, but i always seem to fall. No one seems to care, they have nothing to spare! I'm an outcast and i always finish last! What next shall be my task? I wonder, but in the end i'll be transformed a new! I'll keep my good friends and i'll leave the rest to you!

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