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Who are you,

And where are you beautiful,

Where’s your song,

And what you want to be?

Tell me now,

Where are you beautiful,

What makes you cry,

What makes you sing?

Lose yourself,

In all that is beautiful,

What’s torn apart,

What’s crumbling.

Let me hear

Your sweet sound,

What you want to say

When no one can see.

It’s you and me

On the edge of losing

All we have,

To eternity.