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| My star
From the womb to the tunnel And the journey is under way From a silver and gold conical funnel Life has started Yet it’s dripping away. Dark to few Illusion of light to most. Where the hell are the angels Supposedly guarding their post? The blind men rush by you There goes Satan on his Harley bike! Should you join the bright parade too? The sharks pull you down with all of their might But you fight and you fight And someday you’ll find purpose In your star and its light |
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