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Stop chasing Change the pace and, Something inside will awaken. Being real is much harder than faken. You will find when you wake, All of your thought wasn't fake. Dreams are what you make them After all, its you that create them. So some rules you gotta break'em, Chances, you either steal or take'em, Life is yours for the taken, forward moves, gotta make them. Find your own groove, Keep things smooth. Go after what you pursue. It's up to you, to do what you do.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
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Stop chasing Change the pace and, Something inside will awaken. Being real is much harder than faken. You will find when you wake, All of your thought wasn't fake. Dreams are what you make them After all, its you that create them. So some rules you gotta break'em, Chances, you either steal or take'em, Life is yours for the taken, forward moves, gotta make them. Find your own groove, Keep things smooth. Go after what you pursue. It's up to you, to do what you do.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
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