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THE OTHERSIDE
There's always the otherside
of something so beautiful
somehow, it always finds me
Crashing like a storm
Drenching me with sorrow
Slamming me back to the place
I hardly belong
Pull me out
Bring me peace
It's too much chaos here
I cannot breathe...
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