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My World

My World is mine
Nobody can see it, just only me

My world could be your world too
But with the different side on it

Everyday, Everytime, Every single time
That i have, just only think
What kind of the world that i'll make it for

No struggle without fighting
No chance without trying

Only one who can make me give
The only one can make me leave my day forever
The only one can meke me say goodbye for the last time or not

God always be the answer
I wanna be someone that always be remind it
I wanna be someone who can make all the thing that i want
Becaming true, being the real

' When we force to make a dream, there will be struggle we making it '

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