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Created on: July 12, 2009 Last Updated: August 05, 2009
Don't speak, simply move along. Give it up, for you must press on
Remember the night is always darkest just before dawn
So clear your mind, and bide your time, tough it out, and then press rewind
Now beat your chest and start your quest to live the life you once declined
You must give up your worries, your sadness, your anguish and despair
Those emotions can only cause you to tear out your own hair
So make a scene, live the dream, write a book or magazine
Release your bad emotions and break the dark routine
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