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You fell, they got up, They fell, you laughed It's the thing that defines you, makes you, shapes you. You started disheveled and as a joy had the tough time and the shallow plays yet you never gave up From the smiley faces that convey more sadness Than a theatre full of tears There is still that lingering feeling, a mess of feelings that takes away the smears And it gets you up again, Resolute.
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Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 4:39 AM UTC
Resolute
You fell, they got up, They fell, you laughed It's the thing that defines you, makes you, shapes you. You started disheveled and as a joy had the tough time and the shallow plays yet you never gave up From the smiley faces that convey more sadness Than a theatre full of tears There is still that lingering feeling, a mess of feelings that takes away the smears And it gets you up again, Resolute.
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Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 4:39 AM UTC
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