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Feb 2018
One minute, one minute long
As the seconds go by I try and be strong
For I know you can see it
But I won't admit
That my hands are shaking and my heart beats fast
That I can't stand here too long or my body turns to a plaster cast
I guess it's too late because you already know
That in the scope of things I don't like to show
Anything about me to anyone like you
Because we're so quick to judgments
That we where them like a tattoo
Exposed to the elements and wrapped in plastic
Only being ripped off when we feel enthusiastic
I refuse to let this control me
I refuse to let it be the admission fee
I enter with no remorse
In order to finish this course
To expand my mind and look beyond
This sacred bond
That we all hold with each other
With no judgments for one another
And as the air is thickening
And clocks ticking
I say thank you for listening
to this vocal instrumental conditioning
Stephan Knight
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Stephan Knight
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   Lior Gavra and Colin Makgill
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