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When everybody is telling you to be strong

To find the strength, to rise

From rock bottom, to make foundations

And stand tall

But all you can think

And you shouldn’t think

For that’d be selfish, depriving yourself

From the taste of being complacent

Yet you think, and again

About the yearning

For a little bit of affection

Searching and demanding of water

Where desert doesn’t provide.

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