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Independence is what I want

When its hard, I don’t run

I stay and fight till the last round

I live in chaos, that is also in my mind

I don’t sleep early, but late in night

Disaster in my mind, my world and house

Flow of thoughts, they never stop

My world is mine, I created it

My house is full of dirty clothes

Hmm, when would I grow?

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