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Post by iqamah on Jan 22, 2009 22:38:43 GMT
Dear Self,
The magic from your tongue, it comes from my mind... Every line getting deeper, rhyme after rhyme... You wake up in the morning... Still chasing your dreams... Why do you crave for ignorance? You know knowledge is king... The heart wants what it wants, it needs nothing else... But your ignoring every beat, your mind leads you to wealth... Why do you crave for ignorance? Knowledge is king... You wake up in reality... Still chasing a dream...
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