Once he could smile maybe happy
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Fighting for his future and his destinations
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There were his friends he'd rely on
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Everyone had nothing but their aspirations
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Soon dreaming found realization
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Winning was his target with deliberation
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Now he has everything, tell me why
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No one knows him, the veils shut out cutting the tie
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So now he's made his own island
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Not familiar even to his understanding
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Thoughts turning sour, did he want it?
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Something reassuring in his time and planning
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What did he miss, needing nothing?
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Seeing that it was the fighting and not the winning
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No returning, no looking back, on with his way
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Rising winner but falling man, gaining the day
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Once he could smile maybe happy
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Fighting for his future and his destinations
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There were his friends he'd rely on
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Everyone had nothing but their aspirations
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Soon dreaming found realization
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Winning was his target with deliberation
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Winning
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| Gentle Giant |
