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and believing your own thoughts and feelings could be named one solitary name,
like emotional or wrong there’s not one word to describe it,
like letting you heart go or creating the path that you’re riding,
or maybe it’s a sign of weakness when times are supposedly tough,
“buck up your ideas, son, life is inevitably rough”,
I have that same dream that most humans on planet earth do,
I just don’t know how to dodge the stock or get myself dragged through,
my mainspring is one that most people have inside,
It’s of a suitable nature to share worldwide,
It’s not a goal or a target or an object in reach,
nor a time or a place or a part of a speech,
It’s a strong mind and heart to know what needs done
and with this in mind I pick up this gun...
Now i guess as you were reading you got bored... i'm not gonna tell you what i did with that gun
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