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There was nothing like the itching burn the insides of my voice

I got nonsense coming and going like the noise is a choice

Beside me, I see families lost and parted in ways I can't avoid

All that was once love is now what is destroyed

I look above and wonder what happened to the unity I respected

My eyes wonder as my heart ponders the dreams I've now neglected

I'm generally set in my ways, there's not much else I can say

It's tradition, my foundation focuses energy where I'm addicted

From the words I blow, to the flow of my breath where I grow

I speak the truth I know, and swim the stream my heart goes...

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