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I've pricked my heart

By the time I knew, I was born
Reason or quest, nor being told
What do I do. What should I take
Words 'God will know' won't work for me
Nothing starts. Nothing ends in this city
Exists only sever lonesome and cruel reality
But still I search for light
I am the trigger. I chose my final way.
Whether I bloom or fall, is up to me

I am the trigger

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