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Something that's mine, my very own

Without something, I'm all alone



My precious dear

My precious mine

I should have never left it behind



I know



My misfortines and my guidance

Is a double blow from the same lance

Here I am now in the old dance

With the same choice, with the same chance



The good that's left

interred for good

I should have left

I knew i should



But something worse! I chose my place

For self-denial - to lose my face



Hide out

Sell out

I'll Shout



A conquest stopped a journey killed

No not for me but the better willed

It's proven true thoughout my stay

Better to leave in a hurry

Better to run away



I know



Oh I can't run!

          No I can't run!

It's just so much fun

          God's sarcastic pun

When life is done



Oh I know...

Oh I know just what I need



I need my precious

With my precious I am freed



All my burdens

All my greed



Indeed:



I Am Freed