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Turned upside down... thrown all over the ground
During the frustration and confusion I know you caught some pieces
I need you to help me to reconnect it .. I can't do this alone
So give me your hand like the hundredth marching band
We shall march forward with the missing pieces
And take the world by storm stand in awe as our words rain..like a hurricane
Through the minds of the young like the bullet escaping a gun
No ones alone... Not you or I
So let's take our written words
And show the world we've got their hands too
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