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NOT REAL

FIGHTING FOR MY RIGHTS,

BUT NOT MUCH I CAN DO.

FALLING THROUGH THE SKY,

SILENT YET SO TRUE.

 

FALLING, FIGHTING, WAKING UP,

IT WASN'T TRUE...

BUT FELT SO REAL.

WHEN YOU WAKE UP THOUGH,

YOU'LL NEVER BE NEAR.

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