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May 2013
You are not the only one left.
I know how you feel.
I can'ttake it back.
I can't say that's it,
but I know what lonely can be.

I've been lost before.
I am lost again.
I know what I can do and what I can't in the end.
I have lost a fight,
And I have lost a war.
i have lost myself before.

So don't think that I don't understand.
I may not always be your kind of man.
I feel it in the bone and I feel it in the dust.
Yes, I know, that the gears will rust...

But sometimes it's worth it
to fall down.
Sometimes it is wroth it to dance arround.
Sometimes it's worth it to lose yourself,
Because sometimes it's about somebody else.

Lost myself, I have.
Lose myself, I will.
Dance and bound is my soul and will.
Don't think that freedom comes free.
Don't think that a life cannot change you or me.
Zoe Mize
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