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THE THIRST
Nothings seems anymore to quench
For me this eternal thirst,
This endless quest,sleepless nights
For which every night, with desires I burn.
Pondering away, while hammering the muse
Gently knocks on my head,with unmerciful thoughts
From which I desire to escape from,wild and free
As they unwillingly drag me bending my will at their steps.
And nothing seems anymore to quench
For me this eternal thirst,as I hear them
All the time calling me and shouting nonstop my name,
Giving me shivers and wishing me chained to be only their slave.
