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I try to be all I can be-
but they just don't see, how hard I try. So now all I do ow is cry. When they yell All I want to do is sail. As I try to be all I can be some of them start to sigh as I cry. They call me week and I try to seek, just a little help. As I look back their all a little out of whack. saying sorry to me because they saw I was trying to be all I can be.
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