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growing up is an anomaly
no one is ever going to be the same
life is a series of coincidences
and anything could be to blame
life is a pure curiosity
with no true right or wrong
all these roads and doors
will anyone ever belong?
death is a catastrophe
where souls wander freely
will anyone remember me?
anything can be forgotten eventually
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