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Iím not exactly sure whatís going on,
Iím not sure how I feel.
Its sort of strange and new,
alive and unleashed.
For I feel the world is at my hands,
waiting for my command.
Bow down I say, and everyone shall fall.
For I am free, I am on my own.
Striving alone, with no one there.
I looked around, its just me.
My trust is hard to gain, and easy to loose.
False smiles and fake laughs
arenít the way to me.

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