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sleep walk this earth, never lead just follow
fall into ruts and every day routine
our comfort zones, our safety blanket
color outside the lines
and have your hands removed
authenticities not in our actions
apathetic living, we might as well be dead
lethargic duration, lukewarm in this life
I know your deeds
that you're neither cold nor hot
so because you are lukewarm
I will spit you from my mouth
what would become of our lives
if we put forth the effort to achieve
set standard wrought by merit
with ambotions of validity
i pledge my life to try.
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