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(I)

Silently crying in a nook

Pretending to smile through a book

Hiding the tears that rumphantly falling

Unleashing this fears that always fleeting


(II)


Can anybody, hold my hand

To step my feet to a rocky sand

Can somebody, i can lean on

Leaving the tears and should move on..


** EnD **

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