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The days and nights have passed The only vision that's last When solstice have passed Ideas and impressions born in field vast Even directors were doubted why don't they cast Have u ever got in your past And saw your decisions last We care for u each said But nor one came to led Is that's what they cal shed To leave me cry on bed Its better to be dead They used me when they need N trash me off indeed Is that's what we cal care To be with me somatic N make an act dramatic I handled all with soothe But it pained when i was moody Have ever been i met to Who like me as i bet to No not yet, not yet have met Some things had really happened That thought me to use weapon My weapon was my spirit and strength I haven't used guns or ornate But killed the ego of many people n made them laid The people thought I'm goon But nor was me being quite all noon My faith on GOD n parent's boon Had boost me up very soon All thought that I'm a loon But its not true my moon Now be back in the sky And shines up very High

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