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Each time we give upAnd let go of our dreamsWe cut neatly into spiralsA small part of our soulLike a pencil, we're reducedTo a pointless stub The eraser at the endTo wipe away our regrets

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Each time we give up
And let go of our dreams
We cut neatly into spirals
A small part of our soul
Like a pencil, we're reduced
To a pointless stub
The eraser at the end
To wipe away our regrets.

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