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Growing, ever flowing Feeling, ever seeing Seeing, ever being I wonder will I ever get my meaning Searching for the truth Will I ever find it? The secret of stolen youth? Oh never mind it Tell me how high Will my moods go? They never see the sky And my eyes also One more thing before I retreat Into this black hole of defeat This whole thing is just an act Cos you see, inside, I've crackedPart five in a progression of six written between 2:52am and 3:59am on 26th February 2001. © on Oct 26 2001 12:13 AM PST, Laura Rose Knowles angst
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"Growing, ever flowing ..."