all around me it’s lost and found me and often drowned me then saved me from finding myself think of all the voices that have been shut or silenced from a glare that pops and locks into frown s or from a teachers lips curled into a complex Or from a critics mouth, maybe a parents doubts And a dying sun may make you feel your worthy And the papers will only expose fear I’d like to hold the hands of those who pass right through me there’s a legend there Fables and fairytales
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