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My hands tremble, tremors of fright,
the thoughts run rampant in my mind, -
The start of a bright, sunny day,
falls with terror screaming from lung, -
Surrounded by thoughts of corruption and loss,
I think back on these decisions that really might cost. -
Nay, not life itself in this world of woe,
But also the hate and cruelty below,
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