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I am the chorus. I am the sound.
I don't need anyone to bring it down.
I am the sunrise. I am the clarity.
I am the disappointment in your eyes as you leave.

In a wild and worn September,
I could follow your gaze.
But I must move on like December,
Into brighter days.

I am the silence that follows the storm.
And I am the violence that lingers on.
I am the darkness. I am a mystery.
I am the voices in my head.

In a wild and worn September,
I could follow your gaze.
But I must move on like December,
Into brighter days.

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