I held something. I felt something
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When you went away, it wouldn't go away
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I don't mind, because
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for the time being I still find
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meaning and I keep seeing
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More & more & more & more
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Opening another door, time will heal the wounds
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And it couldn't happen soon enough.
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I made up my mind, because
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what I'm finding isn't what
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I'm looking for
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I took the time and I asked
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why it isn't the same
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as it was before
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Not for long, just walking along
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with theme feelings growing strong
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Different directions with no elections
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I feel its going to be alright
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No more self hate, with one relation always settled in my mind.
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There's never early, there's never late, there's really no such thing as time.
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New Foundation
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| Reason to Believe |
