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I'm trapped in my mind like a prisoner behind bars doing time I paid my dues but in the end I keep getting screwed so what can i say good things happen but never come my way there was time that I wanted to give up but I looked up in the sky and I don't know why I heard a sound and it said drink from this cup for this is my blood eat this bread for this is my body if you could find somebody that had that experience I would like to know if he changed his appearance because only yourself can change how you are life's too short to be torn apart.

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Book: Shattered Sighs