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It’s coming on
waking up to myself
getting used to the feeling
of everyone else
Now we have wings to fly
Over the horizon
It’s a sudden feeling
change in perspective
a wall of reflective surfaces
going nowhere
I take myself back from that kind of lack
Now we can tell a different story
Never be lost
never caught, never lost
in someone else’s story
Over the horizon
Over the horizon
Over the horizon
It’s coming on
waking up to myself
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