I'll leave it now, I'll leave it here
Until the world disappear
Make it the point that you will swear
My soul is not for sale.
No one deserves to go this travel
And forever walk in a crop
Regardless of your age you'll follow
to run in the same old path.
Protect your feet with pair of shoes
Comfortably, safely explore
What is behind the private ground
That you've not seen before..
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