Odnalor Tines

 
Sometimes when I encounter selfish parents,
My heart flames with fury
Their eyes can reach other continents
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I had a journey towards the unknown
My wandering leads me in the forest
I noticed all the tress and grasses have grown
I beg for happiness as I take rest
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They all left me along the way
Letting me drown in the darkness
I must stand on myself today
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I was once an egg
To be hatched is what I beg

The shell starts to be broken
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We met.
Rapport established.
Felt importance.
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I asked
I asked the sky why it was blue
And it frowned and stared at me
I asked the cloud why it was white
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Trampled down by simplicity
Cling to the cloak of conventionality
Disregarded freedom and rationality
Ignore the beauty of finding multiplicity
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