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In the valley of life I S.O.A.K
mirrored
in your reflection of feel

resistance rests in the wilderness
but I will not buy her tricks

I am not long for this world
neither am I short
as the mouths of babes call for their supper

I hold the pillars of the earth in each hand
one black, one white
I don't believe in paprika
overkill for one who has no taste

I live for the salt
and lick those painful wounds

I've been peppered by prejudice
and prefer a silence not yet heard
but in it there is a song
no birds can sing it
only a stranger in the ocean's call

she is not a siren or filled with deep red hair
she's smooth and soft as whispers
with a soul that can't compare

I will not lose her to the wind
nor the fire nor despair
I'll reach out to her dainty
and caress what she does fear

It's me who wounds the wonders
as mother cries at night
there's no living in the darkness
when happiness shines her light
Written by JusTim_
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