Foreign LifeA Poem by Defender Of Man
Two nights I dreamt of foreign life
So now I sleep with the radio on Those days you dont remember, that's what they are That's what it really is I write of foreign life now, because my own is too tiring To be of the future you must be the future Total independence For independence is expression And expression is seclusion
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Added on May 31, 2012 Last Updated on May 31, 2012 Tags: life, reality, every day, independence, expression, seclusion Author
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