It's mine
And you can't use it unless
I let you
Cus I
Did it
All by myself and alone
Don't fool me
Don't get my stuff
All arrounded the world
Spread like season seeds
Ideias come arround
As the spring comes in time
They flowerish throught people
We are all the same one
Seen the same things
Thinking the same thoughts
Together urging to create
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