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Hit "rewind". You sit surrounded by a frame, your laugh infectious.
Hair in flames, your star was lonely but it lives.
And we don't have the time for tears. A step beyond.
Deep in the corner of my eye I swear I saw a curtain rise.
I can't be certain it could be that I'm just seeing what I want to see.
But just who guides these hands when they're shaking with frustration?
When scr*ping in the sand, who provides the inspiration?
And who whispers from outside when all seems desperation, "Seize the future..."