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Gone
On my way out
Can’t close the door
I just want to shout
“Isn’t there more?”
World open wide
Eyes shut tight
Just want to hide
Can’t see the light
Whisked away
Way too high
Bright shining day
But still can’t fly
Falling fast
Can’t even stop
Flag half-mast
Feel myself drop
No more pain
No more tears
No more strain
No more fears
