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Time is not given to me
but I'm still giving you.
Indeed, i'll hurt myself
and forsake my worth.
It seems I'm forcing,
and unnatural,
but it is also destined. So I follow.
There must be a reason.
Happened before, to let go is everyone's saying
but this time, it appears other way.
There must be a reason.
It's not that there's hope, I see slim.
But for no reason, I feel like waiting.
There must be a reason.
I've shared to Him and asked.
I woke up and yet I feel like waiting.
There must be a reason.

- M. Safrain

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