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I want the fame, but the price is steep, Whispers in the night, secrets that I keep. Lost in the grind, while the shadows creep, Fame’s a double-edged sword, cut you deep. Late nights, plotting on a paper chase, Every line I write, it’s a step I embrace. In the dark, I’m a phantom, leave no trace, Wanna be a star, but I’m lost in this space. base lace
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I want the fame, but the price is steep, Whispers in the night, secrets that I keep. Lost in the grind, while the shadows creep, Fame’s a double-edged sword, cut you deep. Late nights, plotting on a paper chase, Every line I write, it’s a step I embrace. In the dark, I’m a phantom, leave no trace, Wanna be a star, but I’m lost in this space. base lace
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