In the city I'm not used to that's full of dirt,I can't laugh the same and I walked with my head downPeople pass by in a quick paceI ask "has their dreams come true?" But I'm still strugglingI want to try living in the presentrather than returning to my childhoodIt's my nature to be a cowardIf I go to a sunny spot and stretch my arms out,I wonder if I can go beyond the skythat's what I thoughtThe
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