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It's a moment you've lived many times
Yet you live it 100 times more
Its like a boomerang coming back around
After you've launched it far forward
What can any of this mean?
The lines are hard to read between
Its as if history's repeating itself
But whats it got to do with me?
Can't count the times I've felt like this
The look it leaves on me is priceless
Frozen I stand while the world goes by
Puzzled I am thinking what could be next?
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