To know the truth,
that beast,
and be impotent
to change a bit,
to find a treasure,
a heart that´s pure
and deserve it,
that´s what you did.
An escape from mortal mud,
accept reality,
the search, the search...
And we look
and we see
and we aren´t
part of it.
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