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What's happening to me,
now that i'm free? Why did I jump, I was so comfortable on my stump? What will happen to you, my dear since you seem to think I am not here. But I am! I am! I'm hiding in the shadows, while love, next to me, begins to flow. But this flowing scares me, I'm petrified. I need you to be here, for oh how I've cried. I cry, at the thought of your smile falling. I cried when i bought, that roller coaster ticket, for it was calling, calling my name. So here I am, on this wild ride. And I am not the moon, I cannot change the tide. Help me dear! I'm reaching out, Your smile there is what keeps me here. I will not drop it, I wouldn't dare. For your smile there, is what keeps me here.
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