clarity of mind
shifts in the head
whose life
depends on friends
reach out
the first comer's homeless
the last piece of bread in his mouth
and you feel no stress
eliminate all the problems of the head
away all that surrounds you
constant misunderstanding
the eternal mystery of the truth
you cannot even imagine
how are you lonely
you're subject only
the mood appears in the morning
what do you like such Kara
does no one else sees
can't stand the pain anymore
can't breathe
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