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bright
I'm
the one can't understand
doesn't
feel this thing
wouldn't
know
won't
I have been willful, bad
just
as I am a man?
skin
so thick they tunnel in
but
no one's there to save
though
they'll enjoy the orchard light
if
I say a bright side
dooms
in my way
there
isn't any air here
it's
just this little while
a
life
please
be my inspiration
friend
there's
all these suns to shine
and
so I shimmer
shone
paint
still wet
in
my little corner
the
one you've got me in
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