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I'm waiting for the change
Thats meant to come my way
Why do I keep hurting him
With the things I do and say
I dont know if I'm ready
To be who Im meant to be
It hurts when all I want
Is just to open up and be me
He's standing there, waiting
with arms wide open for me
Like an answered prayer
That I'm waiting to be
Bec Spence, 2001
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