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i form in the pit of your heartand and from there the journey startsyou try to keep me held in placenot wanting to let gonot wanting people to see thethings you do not wish to showdespite your efforts i climbslowly to the topthe emotion is to strongme you can not stopyou quickly wipe me awayas i well up in your eyebut i escape my holding placeas you begin to cry.
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