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The breeze from cold rain
pouring down on empty hearts
smothers you like heavy pain
seems like you cant find begin and misplaced start

Theres envy in every person you meet
some for good others just deceit
we aim for highs while getting struck with lows
excepting the pain we endure the blows
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