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Hang in there. For me.

You my friend might know that

Getting on with a misery,

Can bring much more regrets.

Steps… I can here your steps

Downstairs. Are you still there?

Freedom isn’t cheap

Losses are to charge a debt.

No more hits and tricks,

The one to soar is the one who gets.

Breath… I can here your breath

Downstairs. Are you still there?

Why do we keep all that memories?

Why are we swept with recalls?

Why do focus on tragedies?

Cause we are depended on false