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Dread is alive
Roaming the earth

Feeds on low vibes
Oppression gives birth

Without a warning
Beyond a clue

Dread is a cold night
   Waiting for you...

Run and play now
Poetic child

But beware the dread
   Behind a smile...
Traveler Tim
If I was a flower
Don't place me in a jar
I grow free
Like wild flowers
In vast forests
Rooted to the earth
So far away
Far away
Far

The hyenas came
Saw and conquered
In the filthy whirlpool

Nowhere is there love
Or peace
Or fulfillment

I search for it
And so I fail
The search goes on

At the edge of a cliff
Before the gates of water
Full of silence

So far away
Far away
Far
So Far Away
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