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Everytime they talk the weight of the world is upon my back.
Sometimes I just look out of the window with the soft melodies playing in my ears and forget about it all,
just for a few moments,
Then everything comes back again,
the horrible world that consumes my head,
that perhaps only I see it that way,
and that makes me wish I didn't,
like the others

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