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Tiny tapping inside my soul
Reaching high, stretching tall
"I have no idea!" I shout and scream.
"What shall I do?" and "Why me it seems?"
I know the answer and yet I stall.

My stomach churns and breath comes quick
Suddenly I turn the corner; I feel sick
I know I should not, but then I run
Down the same dark alley what have I done?
"Why can't I chose well, why can't I pick?"

The right thing looms a tiny gold speck
But the wrong thing's fun, so what the heck
I promise I won't, this is the last
I'll pray tonight, I'll leave the past
But if I change now I'll stick out my neck...

I feel a tug in my heart pull tight
A large salty tear finds it's freedom this night
"I hear you." I murmur, relief in my breath
"I hear you this time, I'll do my best."
The tapping inside has now given flight

Making room for truth, making room for light
I hear you small voice, I hear you tonight.
The peace has replaced the pain for the moment
The ever small voice who's mission is spent
I hear you my angel, I hear you tonight.

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