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I'm swimming in a sea of metaphorical green, Taking pleasure in the beauty that's to be seen. I can't complain right now I am facing my test I have a field of hardships to plow There's no time to rest
I am not submissive to this world like the birds on Noah's Ark.  And I feel lost and searching  for a herd of sheep-clothed bastards making pointless art. It's with young age that I understand
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