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Turn my back I’m defenseless
And to go blindly seems senseless
If I hide my pride
and let it all go on then they’ll
Take from me ‘till everything is gone
If I let them go I’ll be outdone
But
if I try to catch them I’ll be outrun
If I’m killed by the questions like a cancer
Then I’ll be buried
in the silence of the answer
by myself
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