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The stars are talking to me,
one day i'll shine just like them,
they are shining on me,
because of them i'm still standing.

I know it may sound 
a little crazy,
but you don't know,
what i've been through lately.

They're the reason,
i keep on breathing,
they're the reason,
i keep believing.

Leah.



Posted: 2013-01-05 11:27:01 UTC

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