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On the Outside
On the outside looking in, is easier to see where doubt lies. Took him in. Like a breath of fresh air. Closer to death and prepared for the inevitable. Couldn't care less its incredible to think life is just an illusion, an exhibit of our own conclusions. We inhabit a multitude of deversity. I lived in solitude and adversity. Now i'm cultural and universally connected. To a range of possablities as suspected. Just had to open my heart that i kept protected for fear of being utterly rejected. Since i've elected myself to be as one. Its like i've been injected with opium. The pain has gone, the sun has shone on my darkest hour and i've just begun. To bloom with an essance that'll make ya cum. Its better than sex and a lot more fun. Cleaner too, ain't up the bum. Wouldn't catch ya by suprise ya don't have to run. Ya can walk with me. I think i'm done. Ya can talk with me, don't need a gun. We could use these as weapons or simply hum. Sing a little melody, no need for punns. Music is like therapy, just do ya sums. Add it all together we can be as one. Starts with self. Ya see? Its brung! Wait till ya hear it. You, me... its won.
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