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On the surface I'm calm But there's sweat inside my palm On the surface I'm aware Honestly I don't care Why the world turns The silence burns Wild winds racing inside No time to wait for the tide I live and breathe my tempers pace I know it's not a race Yet the world turns The trivial burns | ||||||||||||||
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