I am not depressed or a Mourner
Just because I seek the Corner
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Avoid the people and Sound
Insulate my Ground
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Focus on what I See
There is always an infinitive to accomplish around Me
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This corner has become the Best
Giving my Spirit a Rest
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But resting is not my Pursuit
I intend to play life like a Lute
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Putting my Flare
Here and There
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I wait not Long
And sound the clamor is Gone
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I leave the corner Behind
For another to Find
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Dak is ordered to hunt down renegade clones. His main problem, he’s in love with one.
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