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Communication a conversation, that
Delivers an abortion
Don’t want to receive the, information
That perfection’s in the heart of our creator
I’ve got a problem, I know it’s not your problem
But we need to evolve, like an animal
When its, only Gods mission to be perfect
You can wipe my flawless need
To feel love to be free
To be one to have fun
It’s damaging to feel the sun
I cannot stand
So I’ve gotta run, gotta run
What do you see when you see me
What do you feel when you feel me
Open up and help me find
This place I’ve left behind
What do you want on my shoulder
Can’t you feel I’m growing colder
Open up and be there
Move closer if you dare
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