Listen-look at me
i was born free,
life entrails on my will,
finding a path for my laughter
underneath the motif of all circumstance,
but if i should fall
the world should bestow on me
the benevolence of every tears

listen-look at me
i lived free,
enduring all frail conception
like the prophet at the beach
while ringing false immunity
to the dust of my aching feet,
and if i should fall
then may my creed abide with me

listen-look at me
i die free
sprawling at the labyrinth of time,
my life,renewed on virtures breath,
and chosen among the disparities of man,
my wraith was seen smiling at the sun,
then if i should fall
the dust of the earth should not wait.

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