Feed Me, Free Me
Feed me, Free me.
Free my heart and body.
Unbind me from this phase of blues
and unpromising associations.
Separate me from mornings of base
talk and dusk of drunk peers.
Annihilate my tolerance for mediocre
and bogus surroundings.
Feed my soul and thoughts.
Set me at the table of the wise and
deep ones,
pump me with the will and vigour to
relate.
Carry me to terrains where like minds
dwell.
'I'm ready', i scream
'a little more time', he says..
I wait and yearn.
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