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I hear your calls
I hear your notions
I see the truth
In all your motions
I hear your voice
I hear your sounds
I know your desires
Like a merry-go-round
So call my name
Please hesitate no more
I'll be lying in wait
For your knock at the door
Don't be afraid
For fear has its purpose
There's no room for cowardice
Not here nor this circus

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