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It's easy to be sea when it's sky
Or be mountains of clouds
But not a mountain of words
It is easy to love an illusion than poetry
Nobody taught that culture is our name
Each human with his character his laughter
Each person with the pain of being joy in itself.
I'm still the slave, bound by looks
I am still the artist sold by the image
It's easy to be sea when it's sky
Or be mountains of clouds
But not a mountain of words
It is easy to love an illusion than poetry
Nobody taught that culture is our name
Each human with his character his laughter
Each person with the pain of being joy in itself.
I'm still the slave, bound by looks
I am still the artist sold by the image
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