Death to ambition
Let it all go
Stop fighting
Start writing
Smoother your old aspirations
They've lost their sensations
Couldn't reach them anyway
They were as tangible as the words you say
See a penny
Pick it up
and all day long
you'll have
good luck
I can tell your smiling by your eyes
a new light is on the rise
You made your escape
cut through all the black
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