It's not fair
my dreams are different and rare to be hurried in the thoughts to the respect of the gild, I'm a part of the crowd. I'm the heart of the moment I couldn't encash.
But something, I think it must've has for me, or am I flying blindly on the wings of the air? Am I bound to dive nose down, Would I hit the ground crashing? Will that make a sound or Would I climb in the clouds of fame bidding to the fool mundane false truth.
I've always been taught to keep in line, on my shoulder they fraught, I broke the line as the tug of war rose between my heart and soul and my mind.
Who's losing, who's winning? The adventure is the only mine, and as I reach my destiny, I'll always be surprised.

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