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The lost song !
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Amid gentle images soon gone

We walk together ****** dreams

We talk of love and hate
Joy and pain

As if they are one

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We walk naked and claim to be free

( Except for the chains )

Our hearts are empty

Our poetry ?

Dead as tomorrow amid the fearfulness

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One thing can't be talked about

We know what that is

One thing can't be talked about

He sits in meditation anyway

The revolution has begun