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Aug 2018
I’m down for the count
I’m falling faster than ever,
They said don’t worry to much
In due time
It always gets better,
I keep my head to the sky
One day I’ll know,
I’m asking you now
Whaattt,
am I here for?

What am I here for?
What am I here for?

I’m asking you now

Whaattt,
am I here for?
C-Nova
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