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( We await )

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we walk the streets of all mankind

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  (?)

we act like we really don't want to be bothered

( we write love poems to each other's scars ! )

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She had a dream was all her own

To enter I'd have to come out MY SHELL

( beyond the scars ! )

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lonely lovely lonely

Child

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What we see is who - we - really - are

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What we DO

makes us REAL

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The child would live

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If he does is up to you