There’s a river flowing through you
The silt, the rarest of gold
Without this sensation
Where would we be?
“You are an animal”
Yes, oh yes! I’m an animal
And I feel, I think
To know I’m alive
Isn’t it curious?
I know a four-lettered word
It’s something quite absurd
But it bounds me to duty
Look after all that is beautiful
All that is...
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