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My knees are weak
My body aches
If I sing louder
My voice is sure to break

Miles and miles I run everyday
Through wind and through pain
The longer I stare at notes on a page
The more they seem eager to run my mind away.

I feel devoid of emotion
But contempt and shame
For my lack of devotion



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