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If I wrote song to sing, It wouldn't make much sense. My mind would twist every word my voice would recompense. If I had melody, rhythm in my lines, my soul will surely stunt it as my spirit tries to shine. Surely I will settle with words I never sing than to be a song poorly wrote drowning everything. If I wrote song to sing, It wouldn't make much sense. My mind would twist every word my voice would recompense. If I had melody, rhythm in my lines, my soul will surely stunt it as my spirit tries to shine. Surely I will settle with words I never sing than to be a song poorly wrote drowning everything.
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