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I've been pushed to the edge

Now I stand there looking down

Your fat ... your the problem

The voices say, they're all around

I feel like it's a dream

That I'll wake up safe and sound

but then why am I so sad

Why do I tell myself not to jump

from fear of hitting the ground

So I sit here afriad and lost

hoping my answers maybe found

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