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i have flowed through lifes moments, and i have broken down the walls of what,
a cheerished belief, a understanding, a actually minute of understanding of why,
i have rebuild the rushing of excitment and it is this that i try to guard the honesty,the person, a truth of whom, me,
by each cause the case of words put marks on me like a birth mark,
from one end of the other i play, a fiddler,
a music of blues, hum a melody,
i have flowed through anger,
a scream behind closed doors,
and it is this i put up bricks, one at a time, what a lie.
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