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| Can you feel it coming for you? Can you see it hiding in the shadows waiting? Hovering. It's coming for us All this new thing this power on the horizon The change that will make or break us If we let it Or destroy us if let loose The destruction it could bring Could be so horrific never find a way out But yet this is the only way. They try to escape because its never enough And the entraps nearly steal them away They can finally go home But what if they are already there? What if this is their destiny? Still it is not mine. I am not done yet Not to be counted out I have not finished Nor am I full I am not who I am meant to be Yet |
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