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Voices whisper to a boy that Someplace on the edge of the jungle The game gives chase to the hunter Somewhere behind the pen door The bull gores the grinning matador A boy seeks from the sun to the moon

If the Truth was but feather light Would we lift it not? Or cast it to the strong amongst us? And they thus lift it while we gaze in awe If the Truth was but sweet as the tastiest wine Would we allow ourselves

What is death? Is it the end of life or the beginning? Is it peace or turbulence? Is death mere soil and stiffened skin? Is it weeping wives, husbands or wailing kids? How much of ourselves do we lose

I want a pony The kind that flies grace'ly as birds do And races the hares and the cheetahs too I want love One that outlives my drumming heart And grows stronger as each second depart I want peace The

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🔥🔥🔥🔥 Think of life, not of its lowest of low Whence the sun drowned the moon in its golden glow Think not of the death of the ocean tide Or of the plain where the stars do hide Think of the graceful

Once i craved The touch of a killers blade Right through my stony hide The warmth of blood on a winter night Once i hungered for every war and every fight Still from my stride, death absconded Had death