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Listen to the echoes of my heart

I don't know where I'll start

We must end up somehow

Our time is now

We may not know where we'll end up

Time is on our side

We feel uncertainty inside

We know it will not last

The purpose of our existence

This is not the time for resistance

We hold the key in our hands

We must count down

3,2,1
And we will reach the reason for life

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