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concepts of the next two years
scare me into helpless fears
take away this commitment of demise
there's no motion in this disguise
losing what is closely held
escaping from this painful shell;
this is my start
causing trouble along the way
we're fine until there's no place
left to stay
express these thoughts through pen
and imagine how it could have been
