Lost
Lost in a jungleYour only companion, your shadowAnd a beating heart in the shape of an arrowDon’t know where to goStanding at a crossroadsHave to choose between two roadsOne goes deep, the other one to open fieldsCan’t decide between going left or turning rightHaving light or being hold tightLiving in an open field bathed in lights but kept apartOr to fight for every inch of light but being squeezed very tightLiving like a king, a lonely living beingOr living among crowds, but always watched by guardsThere must be a better solutionYou becoming the light! bringing joy to the crowdLike a love…
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