No more yellow crates
no more boiling pots
no more steam over the red burner
still I am not done--
learning to care and still be in my own..
I thought, truly once I thought
he'll one day be back
constant lies between the lies
freedom gone, freedom now dead for.
you have been caught in your own lie
you have been caught in your own sorrow

Now moments and still moments there is not
reason of hope for all to die
meet our own grave for the time and sake.
no wishes met for me to lie.

For once and for all I met a mistake.
now a born sorrow I've met  not one lie
pure is she, full of love is thee
heart shall never be so deep in shallow
flowing streams of being your own queen
a dream, a wish. Once caught now to never be wished for.
yet I stand in the abyss, remembering the days we longed for.

Forget your old but never forget your own thoughts
None harm are there to be wished for, learning for it is to be learned

No death is to be wished for. To be wished for is a Crime.
hearts been sung. Mine doesn't say Goodbye.
long in the journey I stay beyond the long distance, intuitive nature.. persisted thinker never for death to be called for.

To the journey of finding your own milk
to the journey of learning to crawl
to the journey of learning to waddle
to the journey of learning to walk
to the journey of learning to jog
to the journey of learning to run (your own race)
to the journey of learning to fly.

we are all wished for
for all hearts may learn how to sing
for all hearts may learn how to fly
for all hearts to be keen, clean and constantly kind.

Known from your first steps
Known from your first hi's

not everybody is to be built like you , not everybody is to be nice.
Known from the long pause after the silence
a journey with no ends meet ,
a journey with no resulting serenity
all is best when there is tranquility

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See what I mean, see what we know.
a story we're all a part of.
to envision the body you embody  
to choose what you may not know.
your inner wisdom is what we're all a part of.
it is truly your story, find your own, we all say..

find your own milk
find your own milk
sincerely, we've all found our own.