*There is no gloomy season
To a man who delights in his mind
Crazy though he may seem
His wild existence is our lesson
For even in his queerness, he shined
Living what a lot of us can only dream
Still nobody can fly to where he has flown
For they can never be as brave as he
He is a world on his own*
Unlike you and me
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 12:52 PM UTC
*There is no gloomy season
To a man who delights in his mind
Crazy though he may seem
His wild existence is our lesson
For even in his queerness, he shined
Living what a lot of us can only dream
Still nobody can fly to where he has flown
For they can never be as brave as he
He is a world on his own*
Unlike you and me
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