Any one who struggles with life

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Exposed by verse.   A jolt, then a crack! Something old Now broken. There was no going back!   A shudder, then the light!
I was born a eagle. A eagle who loved to fly.   I grew so strong,. I flew so high.   I was soon forced to go to school.
I'm dying, I'm dying I can't tell a lie Just waking up is getting rough I'm staring death in the eye Because it's over, it's over I know that it is It's not a positive thought
It seems a century since last my universe spins round too fast to stop and take a hold its turn  would cast my soul to hell to burn Too many cooks have stirred this brew in wrapped in knots
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