| A shiny piece of art
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| Lies in the depth of life
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| Do not work the clay
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| For the sake of human kind
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| A vault of cold and dark
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| Pictures of the past
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| Framed in hope and vice
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| A bone breaks — the silent lasts
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| You better cease from blocking her way
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| You better cease from telling her what to do
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| Just let her be wherever she wants
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| Do not try to twist her soul
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| I wish her mind keeps closed
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| All the terror of the past
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| Her thoughts don’t have words everyday
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| She endures the gates to hell
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| I wish her mind keeps closed
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| What burns the simple soul
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| What spears the hungry mind
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| What taints the charms of life
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| Eyes of grace and wisdom
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| Don’t cry to speak, you’ll miss the way
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| Alluring and inspiring
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| She dances the path in unison
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| You better cease from blocking her way
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| You better cease from telling her what to do
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| Just let her be wherever she wants
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| Do not try to twist her soul
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| I wish her mind keeps closed
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| All the terror of the past
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| Her thoughts don’t have words everyday
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| She endures the gates to hell
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| I wish her mind keeps closed
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| What burns the simple soul
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| What spears the hungry mind
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| What taints the charms of life |