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Is this world more like a dream or nightmare
Which weighs more love or hate I try to compare Of the two I cannot decide between I could live my life or become a suicide king We live in split worlds The good and the bad In my life, both I have had Loving Hating Sharing Taking We live in split worlds The good and the bad In my life, both I have had What do you say to the question I've asked Will your answer change or will it last In your life which is big and which is little For me these split worlds meet in the middle
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