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Forlorn
After all the blows and headshots
I shall not bow or let my knees drop
My silence being mistaken
for resignation
And yet sometimes I too can not tell the difference
From birth the waves of joy have...
After all the blows and headshots
I shall not bow or let my knees drop
My silence being mistaken
for resignation
And yet sometimes I too can not tell the difference
From birth the waves of joy have...
