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To Live A Little Or A Lot
Before going underground or vanishing as dust in the air
My daydreams ought to come true, they shall be carried out
And every time a weary eye meets mine I am confident to say
`I will, yes, I will do everything my bucket list wants me to dare`
If I don`t make it, be sure I will shout
`Cause I crave to see bulls in Pamplona and whatnot, that is, if I may.
For me to admit my defeat and tell you I`m blue
I must before stop believing in this exciting reality
What fiction does it acts as a map
To travel the world is easy, only if you knew
So as a dream comes true the list shortens, what unreality
Though I won`t allow any appearance of a gap
Join me for a venture, together we can reign
Maybe not for those who would never approve
But for a book, fantasy, fulfilment and interest
Having heard I tell you this is not in vain
Or let`s hide from the rest and just stare at the moon
So I can vanish after being deeply impressed.
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