Life contains rewards
Sometimes artificial ones
That we sacrifice for the crow
Jokingly telling us we are wrong.
Unbridled in the way I embrace it
This life, not meant for me.
If you can feel, then you can write
Life contains rewards
Sometimes artificial ones
That we sacrifice for the crow
Jokingly telling us we are wrong.
Unbridled in the way I embrace it
This life, not meant for me.
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