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From Where I Stand

A smile
A laugh
A sweet voice
Something new

A tear
A frown
A lonely feeling
Somethings never change

I stand
In the middle
New colliding
With old

Wishing to finally
Just finally step
Free of the past
Free from hurt

Hoping I can
Not repeat
The same pattern
Need the new

Wont you
Just take me
From where I stand
Don’t want to be alone

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