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So... Which One Are You... ??? When It Comes To What You Do...
It's like the stars are the beautiful ones So much light calles Surrounded by so much darkness But nothing keeps them Nothing stops them From shining
We've heard it in lesson after lesson.We've seen it when people cry. The words they hurt; they bruise and bleed, and we just turn our eyes. How long can we sit and live like this, while we know that others die? Inside and out they're broken,  till
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