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Feb 2014
This picture I'm holding in my hand
Is falling through my fingers like sand
I'm forever wading through grief and despair
But I do not care
For fear drives us forward
Pain compels us to find relief
Shadows beckon for light
So do not fade
For I have made a discovery
For only a higher power may judge me
So just wait and you shall see
Who I really am
Not who society forces me to be
karma is dead
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karma is dead  in a castle in the sky
(in a castle in the sky)   
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