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Beneath my will: it all lies under....
under my grave, tell me to stay...
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I woke from a dream in the early hours,
But Martin Luther was not there...
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The thoughts portrayed,
As your soft skin touches mine...
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The days keep flying by,
And I have gotten absolutely nowhere...
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Rising above experiences
that are timorous...
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As I lay here in bed
Thoughts of you goes through my head...
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Rubies are on my mind
as falling leaves dress ochre meadows and strips...
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Suddenly, life.
Suddenly, trying to find a way to pass the time...
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I returned home to motherland
where I first learned how to walk...
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I have kept some stories in my pocket
they deserve to be told...
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Love was like an anchor tied to my feet
It drowned my soul and made me weak...
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When that little wheel in my head is going
all pens are dried out, no paper in sight...