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A Living Statue

The one who knew that life was so bright the one who knew that love is delight the one to breathed the stary air in the night The one who knew what is life and why its so bright The one who knows that time is a frame One has to fit into and play its own game the one who knows that hope is that name Of the feeling that has both strength and pain The statue that breathed all the life when bright Had all the feelings but couldn't express when in light Has emotions and tides but tears have already dried The warrior with the sword but unable to fight That living statue now moves round and round Blows the fresh air but can't make the sound Tries to communicate with all the people around But doesn't exist in the world physically bound

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