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There’s a way to get through life here
A way not to be broken
All those that mind it and tell me don’t matter
And all those that matter don’t mind
What are feelings apropos to what I’m not?
What are feelings apropos to what I’ve got?
See me
Be my eyes when I can’t see me

I could cry. What would it matter?
It’s a private matter
Slowly it’s growing inside of the cocoon
Is it a moth? Will it be soon?
What are feelings but an enemy to me?
What are feelings when they all imprison me?
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I need someone to see me

In two voices I can talk, in two versions I appear
Yes, I have this part and, yes, I have that part
Part angel, part devil, that’s me!
Every day is but a battle to be me.
All through the night I dream one day I may be free
See me
Someday someone may see me

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

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