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ENMaker

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What goes up, must come down;

yet my feet don't touch the ground.

 

Seeing the world spinning upside down,

a mighty crash without a sound.

 

I can feel your every rage.

 

Step aside, I'll turn the page.

 

Breaking through your crazy maze.

 

Like a laser beam; my eyes on you.

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