I'M the Following
I'm the following
With My tears, which did not dry up
SHOOT ME strange winds
I was a headline on the faces of crying
I'm a human
I was born by time the wind
Accrue thorns through the Spirit
Take me to the poems of my blood
On my forehead written justice
The seed of the dream grow between my veins
Noose over my head
I’m handed all my flags
I'm the following
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