I am what I seem in this thing we call life, it's what I deem as sharp as a knife.
The shadows cross us and make us act mad, but in the end it's their loss and they should be sad.
Things won't always go our way the hard times will hover, but be sure they won't stay.
But it's life you see one big mystery no one said it was to be like history.
An open book with things so clear you took this path don't shed a tear.
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