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Nearly Empty Tank

It took a long time, but I finally broke down.
Running on a nearly empty tank.
If only I could have a full tank for once.
I was alone, but I got on the floor.
And I stayed there for a long time wondering;
where is there a gas station?

It took a long time, but I finally couldn't take it.
If there's little hope, can I still make it?
If only I were one of those people who always talks filled with hope.
I was alone, but I got on the floor.
And I stayed there for a long time wondering;
where can I find hope?



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