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I wish I had the words
To tell you how I suffer
I wish I had a choice
To find my way out of here

Sailing through reality
Come hell or high water
Haunted by uncertainty
Hanging on my shoulder

Counting breaths before the flow
Head above the surface
In this uphill battle, I
Know who takes the laurel

Chariot of Sun makes its way
Through different skies every day
I beg for strength to reconcile to
Change

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