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May 2012
I hear my own words
echo in my mind
it's my inner self
so blind
can I...
live with my inner self?
survive?
(I'm nor in peace or at war
I'm not covered with needles,
or belong to the beadles.)

so, i guess i could
(the fun)
(the insanity)

but i won't
I'm not one
Leafar Mamede
Written by
Leafar Mamede  Portugal
(Portugal)   
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