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Time to drop the mask, no more pretending This pain only creates new beginnings I will come back to myself and Sunder the emptiness with a pendulum ticking Even if the world gives me apathy, My shrouded dreams will carry me The unseeable just thrills me, I'll come back to myself It's ok, I can say what I feel It's ok, I don't have to be perfect I'll go take revenge on the world with my smile

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Book: Shattered Sighs