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Jun 2019
every time i wake up
it's like the day's been set
and there's no way to shake up
the way things go ahead

feels like i'm stuck in a mold
and all the options are gone
i have to either be gold
or just settle for bronze

is it better to be on a path
or to throw out the map
should i know where to go
or just dive in the snow

who i'm meant to be
and what i want to do
i wonder if i'm free
to change my point of view
Written by
Lake
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