You are living in the world as a wanderer,
Upon the hill of thought,
Against the surge of the sea,
From out of the falling sky;
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Going away is fun and pleasurable,
Like godly help that divides and multiplies,
Like food of winds and weather of all nature,
It is travel on the mind and disease everywhere.
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Farewell to the lesser people,
They fist their hands instead,
Ready to punch the heart,
Eager to fight the learned,
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To walk is an action from the head,
It requires patience and easygoingness,
Offered by easiness,
Instilling calmness to the head, beauty to the brain,
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I play with lords and ladies
Often, and more often than you consider.
My name is not of a beggar, but a beautiful man,
Who is always in trouble from royalty.
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A madness has been adapted,
My words of law are aborted;
Abandoning them is like discourtesy
So well claimed that it meant apostasy.
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My days are in the other days,
Weeks follow the story of happiness;
For where are the wicked deejays,
Of a madness that exists aimless.
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Mother of ill fortune wets the sky with tears,
Munching air offered against status laws;
Moral certainty depicts decisions from air,
Air speaks tonight with breathing from us.
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Hunger and hatred
Are too solidly painful
Due to risk and hurt.
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A dear bird shall shake and make
The clean interior of my living house;
Its chemical shall teach, remake our rooms
Into delightful and delicious abodes,
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