Prolog

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I was broken from a young age
Taking my sulking to the masses

Writing my poems for the few
That look to me, took to me, shook to me,
feeling me
Singing from heartache from the pain
Taking my message from the veins

Speaking my lesson from the brain
Seeing the beauty through the

Pain

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