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He is here I buzz to myself
He is there to hold me from falling
It is the fantasy that I want to follow
I whisper to the fluttering breeze
Difficult stages hit me time to time
Felt his surrounding on the way through
Wished to see his face at least once
Never came to my wished dreams
Trusting blindly made me imperfect
He knows me better than anyone else
He never taught me the ethic
He left me to learn from the torment
My prayers never answered
He couldn't deliver any courtesy
He is the comrade on my anguish
The reflection of my own formation
He is there to hold me from falling
It is the fantasy that I want to follow
I whisper to the fluttering breeze
Difficult stages hit me time to time
Felt his surrounding on the way through
Wished to see his face at least once
Never came to my wished dreams
Trusting blindly made me imperfect
He knows me better than anyone else
He never taught me the ethic
He left me to learn from the torment
My prayers never answered
He couldn't deliver any courtesy
He is the comrade on my anguish
The reflection of my own formation
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