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it doesn’t matter how low i have to bend
i will pick up all the pieces
of my broken heart and dreams
because they are just that precious

and i shall string them all together
and hang them by my window
so the sun may shine through
and light up my heavy soul

you stood with me at the ledge
looking down at all the possibilties
but will you follow when i jump
or will you simply just watch me

i shall fall into the earth
i shall fall into life, fearlessly
though the fall may break me
i’ll take that risk, so shall it be

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