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Tell me, young one
What dost thou seek?
Why dost thou run?
Is thy mind that weak?
Ye tell for us to shun
Yet, thy heart cannot speak.
Watch the blade as it has been spun
Even if all else seems bleak.

Again I say, young one
What dost thou seek?
The stress must weigh a ton
The crushing weight having seemingly no peak.

Why shall we push thee away?
Are you that much astray?
What have ye to say?
Dost thou think nay?

Seemingly no choice were you given
But, ye must see what was hidden
Ye must see through whatever was written
And take up such a burden

The burden, I know, seems hard to take up
But how many of us also have it?
Too many to count for which numbers can never make up
Yet we carry on as if we don't have it.

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Why should we shun you?
Why? We think you're more than you think you are worth.
Do you really think you aren't that much worth?
Then prove us wrong, tell us why not
Leave you be? Why?
We gone through what others should not have.
We go through what others may ridicule
But let me ask this, how many have held their head up high?

None. We reach for other times, but there is always one...
Maybe not considered a weakness to some, but a memory.
One that should never be there.
But we carry on with the memory regardlessly.

We may not have gone through what you have
Or what you may be going through now.
But for what reason are you not that much worth?
We promise to stay with you all the time.

Remember who you are,
Who you were
And who you want to be
Cling to your dream and stay with it
Cherish it
Hold it for all the world to see
Take your memories
Hang them up high
And never falter to your knee
Always keep them
Whether they're good or bad
Open up your mind and finally be free..