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Nov 2010
Wake up, and see the sun outside
It's four o'clock; I've got nowhere to go
Pictures in the sand, they fly beneath my feet
I'm unknown

Faded memories are too much for my soul
The key with life is to let it unfold

Welcome to the day, when all of us as one
Will rise up
They tell us, they tell us again that we can't make a change
Prove them wrong, we're gonna prove them wrong

Though faded memories are too much for my soul
And all my enemies are plotting in the cold
The key with life is, you've got to let it unfold
written by Sam Dickinson
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Samuel  27/M/Fremont, CA
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