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Here I Am

here i am asking questions about myself the image of myself just to uncover the real self to relieve my uncomfortable soul here i am living the ways of crowd cheering amongst just to yield like a tied broom crowned singing amongst birds of the field here i am learning the ways of the old uncovering the mysteries forced to believe what is told bearing all on our trees

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