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Not Sure Why
I'm not sure why.
I want to cut, bleed, cry, and die.
Not sure why.
As I look to the sky.
All I know is I want to fly.
I'm just really not sure why.
I want to cut, bleed, cry, and die.
Not sure why.
As I look to the sky.
All I know is I want to fly.
I'm just really not sure why.
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