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Liars, All of them, Not made to exist, What is it that I am, They all left me behind, No, it’s I who left them, Where am I? Why am I? Why do I? How could I? This is the price I pay For leaving on a plane, And not looking back, For thinking yourself better, In another worlds life, There’s nothing I’ll do, There’s nowhere I’ll go, Where I’ll find a friend, Not anymore, You say you like me, You didn’t write though, Or maybe I should have, But maybe I cannot, Cause I am not here, I’m always alone, Always alone, Always alone.
Poem: Happy is nice, as long as it lasts Angry is ok, as long as it lasts Sadness is fine, as long as it lasts But throughout them all, the walk shouldn’t stop, Pulling the bucket, the bag or the rock Just little by little, a bit higher up, You’ll reach the top soon, just not soon enough, Still just keep on going, a little bit more, Just see the sun shining through all of the dust, The moment will come, and they all shall know, And you will know truth in the way life had told, Still you will keep going, little by little, Pulling the bucket, the bag or the rock.
Poem “The Sun” Tomorrow, the sun will come, And when it comes, let it reach you, Let yourself be basked in light, Let yourself leave all behind, Go and run, and jump, and laugh, Bless the world through blades of grass, Let them see what birds can do, When they learn their way to fly, Wind moves slowly, through the path, Get there, don’t forget the sound, Know the sky is at your grasp, And it’s more than you can catch, Tomorrow, the sun will come, And when it comes, let it reach you.
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