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Greater things have yet to come



Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,drifting through the wind,wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel,feel so paper thin,like a house of cards,one blow from caving in?
Do you ever feel already buried deep,six feet under scream,but no one seems to hear a thing?
Do you know that there's still a chance for you,cause there's a spark in you?