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Who am I

Who am I?
What am I to give
To this world that forces me to live

Who am I?
I ask the god above
Who taught to seek the delusion of love

Who am I? 
What am I to be?
The grass withers, the flower fades, what is to become of me?

Who am I? 
Insignificant as the dirt
Uneeded, unwanted, trapped within my hurt.





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