It walks, it bleeds
It sits in greed
In thoughts of deceit
It flies, it cries
It thinks, it fights
With hurt it lives
Its naked, it’s numb
It fakes, it hums
It loses its tongue
Like the wind it’s free
Like the water it’s gentle
Like the earth it’s rough
Above all odds,
It smiles, it cries
It jokes ,it grieves
It loves, it hates
Whatever it is, it’s bound to linger on.
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