It's like I can lose myself
Just in a quick second
But I hold on still
Hoping there's something worth holding on to
That at the end of my journey, I'm not gonna be screwed
But given a sense of relief and some kind of prize
For holding on when it would be easier to slip and die
~Nicole Colon
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