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sitting still asking for nothing
reciving the wonder of what the day will bring
trying to carry on with a normal life
feeling sacred and alone
to afraid to stand tall.....
descrution and beauty
evil and scared
to scared to stand tall
afraid of the past
beging and end
scared to look into the mirrior
imperfect and fake
outside looks happy
Inside, dark and grey
scary images bubbling to rise...
these are the babys lullaby's
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