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But still I go on
Smoke covered me, Proving the only thing I've created is a breath A pant for the life I fear to start A thought that bends and breaks over the fire of my heart Twisting and burning Sinking and flying From the work I began from the certainty of I am... Oh! Lord I am ! What a stolen dream I crave What a poreous sponge I need to soak up all the self I gave away And an ending Lord, How I need that ending that never came.. But still I go on.
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