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Oct 2015
As strange as it seems
hopeless by all mean,
life could be free
for open minds live simply

The muse is on her way
straight to the open graves
something can be done
for the ones who have none

life isn't always what it seems
openly and free,
now is not the time to dwell
only you can save yourself

Open the doors
don't stick to one floor
life is on its way
life is on its way
life is on its way
Cave Man
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Cave Man
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