The worlds so scary it worries me so, I hear so much more than I'd like to know. It seems to me there's to much pain and too many lives that live in vain, void of expression of all they can be, why does it all seem so empty to me? No, that's not exactly so, for there are some I'm glad I know, ones that live by hearts so fair, driven to seek things precious and rare.
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