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Its time, time to call on our calling.
To walk the walk thats werth walking.
To talk the talk thats been waiting to be spoken.
To brake the boundries that have been waiting to be broken.
To brake the laws of our limits.
Because now hours are like minuts.
And days are like hours.
So we should precties to take whats ours.
Open your eyes as if they've always been closed.
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