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Thirst for life is delightful Thirst for fame reawakens Don't tell me to stop thinking, Don't force me to stop acting, Don't make me stop speaking... You can't change me I would never explain it again. You don't know me You can't understand my words You perceive a parallel idea of me Like a coral generated by gemmation. You don't see my heart is transparent. You don't perceive I'm totally open You don't feel my willingness You don't trust my clearness You misunderstand my essence. Anagrammatize my psychotic dreams And you will find out... find out myself.