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Thirst for life is delightful

Thirst for fame reawakens

Don't tell me to stop thinking,

Don't force me to stop acting,

Don't make me stop speaking...

You can't change me

I would never explain it again.

You don't know me

You can't understand my words

You perceive a parallel idea of me

Like a coral generated by gemmation.

You don't see my heart is transparent.

You don't perceive I'm totally open

You don't feel my willingness

You don't trust my clearness

You misunderstand my essence.

Anagrammatize my psychotic dreams

And you will find out myself.