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But really
                                                               Why listen ..... ?

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We paint the dream with the moon's blood

We create

The road from the wars

That take us

Back home again

~~~

( past the ***** House of the Corporation )

:;:

Say girl

WHY YA DOIN WHAT YER DOING ANYWAY ?

::

a little child on the road

//

The poet becomes a Man

Knowing the images he creates

Shall live

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she says she wants a lover

She says this to herself

As she gazes

Only upon her own face

Reflected in the Mirror

;:;

( we do not go there much anymore  )

:/:

Searching for an expression

Of more honest sincere feelings

We wander naked night

We are as a search light

Looking for Tomorrow

In the darkness of the heart

;:;

( you can love me if you want )

:/:

Freedom is an easy thing

Once your fear of

Rejection

Is gone