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Sometimes I look up in the sky
Wondering how it would feel to fly
I would feel so alive
And when I fly I would thrive

Sometimes I look at the sea
Wondering which creature I'd be
I guess I would be a dolphin
Jumping around and doing a spin

Sometimes I look at a tree
Wondering how I could flee
Flee from this pain
And make it rain

Sometimes I look at myself
Wondering why I ain't myself
Lifes changes us
Or throws us under the bus

Sometimes I look at a friend
Wondering what is their intend
Are they real or fake
Are they going to let me break

Sometimes I look around
Trying to hear that sound
The sound that everything will be okay
And that I am here to stay

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