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What way out
What brings back The life I once had As bad as it was I had my Angels Now one has left me sad Two boys stand Against a world My little girl is not here From five to three My family is falling It fills my heart with fear I shall be tall After all the pain It will always be the four of us No matter the friction No matter the battles We'll rise above all the fus
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