Your reticent soul hidden from view
A destructive and deserted vision
Of beauty, anguish and talent
In a city of jealousy, lust and distrust.
Strength and fatherhood now your friend
Your neck is no longer strained,
Youth has become your new guide
With pure and young new eyes, In a brand new world.
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All hail to Johnny Cool.