open your mind,
don't close your soul,drive your friends home,
and don't get shortcuts...
vomit your pains,
and set free your throat,
take off your shoes,
and walk on the rug...
what if you divide
all your richer time?
it would turn on the light,
where the darkness all define...
take your nicer shower,
below the summer rain,
then dry yourself off
to this always be a game...
repair your own faults,
forgive your own child,
keep on the way your goals
hold tight on your arms.
if you don't really want it,
you can just realize it.
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