Im going to get me a smiling comfort
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No matter of what painful agony
Work needs to cry on a long window
to be done and never turn down a whisper.
My day starts in a fiery cascade by a window
This world had been given all to you
I do not understand how i feel
But i feel alone in my future
Hollow key strokes upon a young bird
The paper is away to find her nesting
the coat of holograms will protect her
When is know is when she will cry for you.
Like a wooden plank on a busy meridian...
Talk oak tree!