What ego have to be?
(poems go here) Wondering sunset in which I would not know
The lunar where lights illuminates me
True heart always beats inside me
Like flows of impulse for unknown reason
It melts my frozen soul,
Drags me from reality I face
the magic formula it can bake anything
is the my self that I make my discipline
I cannot be perfect,
But this is my life that is all about
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