Growing a song i wrote during writer s block pt 2

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We are grown from the ground up
Before my eyes my form is deforming again.
Little by little my colors are leaving the frame.
I keep seeking persistence, but my chase seems consistent.
I keep running and running and running but still losing ground.
It's always wrapping around my head.
The should've, the would've, the could've said.
What else can I say that hasn't been said in so many other ways?
What else can I say?
It's past time the curtains are supposed to raise,
But I can't seem to find my place upon the stage.
I was never given cues, given lines.
Left to the devices of my own mind.
A masterpiece starts with an empty canvas.
Every empire is built from the ground up.
We have to crawl before we find ourselves standing.
We are all growing from the ground up.
Grown from the ground up. r?

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