Flying, soaring;
Words that meant nothing,
Yet climbing, believing;
These, she knew, were something.

Giving up, they didn't exist.
Letting go, it was everything,
Humans and language co-exist,
What seems to be so close, aren't.

Nothing really means anything,
Dreams never really push you,
Friends, are they really everything?
What matters most, is what you,
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One, it's merely just a number.
One, it's merely just a line.
One, it's merely just a word.
One, it's just three letters.

One, it's more than a number,
It symbolizes unity,
It symbolizes loneliness,
Most of all, poverty.

One, it's more than a line,
It's filled with blood,
It's filled with love,
Most of all, crude.

One, it's more than a word,
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Nothing makes sense in the world.
Then again, if it did, what's the point of living?
Nothing seems to be a good thing in the world.
Then again, if it did, what's the point of living?
Nothing good ever comes by your way.
Then again, if it did, what's the point of living?

Enduring more and more each day.
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