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Earthen
This body was made of clay
And will become it once more
No greater rule to follow
Just a will to find a different path
(Delusions prevail
Creating somber characters
I didn't ask to be saved
Nor blend into their mass)
(When the mind speaks
All beliefs break
I don't need to be blessed
To find silence)
This soul was born from ideas
Bred from common reasons
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No higher place to reach for
Than a distant light at the end of the road
I'm of the womb
The Womb of the earth
Won't that suffice?
I'm of the womb
I'll return to its cold
This earth
That floats on its own
This body was made of clay
This soul born from ideas
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