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No man is an island
Yet I'm here in a single gland
Trying to keep my feet on the ground
With a fire inside like a greyhound
Can not see a love that I finally found.
Freedom was given
Time has loosen
Patience was proven
I was with Him and enlightened
I learn to talk and listen.
Peace is too much
No one caress me nor touch
Guilty in every inch to my crotch
Movies are all watched
I feel so alone as such.
It is a choice
First it gives you joys
Chilled nights and morning moist
Two wide road in a hoist
You hold it till you found yourself lost.
Treacherous slopes
Betraying hopes
Colliding loops of affecting scuffs
Where is the one with eyes for soups
Rides with me in an endless proofs.
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