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Drown Once again I find myself in a situation where I simply do not understand what's going on I'm not sure that I can tell right from wrong I'm not sure I can tell your kisses from mourn I used to have a dream about a maze without light my feet were stuck in quicksand I was haunted every night Then I went out of bed like if it was made of nails slipped into my worn out shoes and slipped away the fear gets me down it drags me down to drown
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