Come To Think From The Start,
Search Tools,
Think Sidewalk is Better.
Through Window
I Can See How Night
Slanted Against Morning.
Not Easy To Cross The Fine Line.
I Pummeled it And Laughed On My Pain,
I Experienced Moment Of Teasing And Blaming.
I Fought My Fight,
I Suffer Long For Dreams,
I Stuck Myself,
I Feel Proud To Say,
I Lost Myself To Find Myself.
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