Own feet
The life has nothing to do
It is vast field to pass through
It lies ahead
Only message has to be read
What brings them together?
Straight offer
Or simple smile
Of innocent style
It is both with powerful combine
To go in for search divine
Life shall make to know
How far to compromise and go
So in first night
It is much of delight
To feel tight
And doing right
Body has become one
With careless and freedom zone
You are just crossing limit
To be on own feet
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