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Countless colors that blinds the eyes
Some familiar in the heart
Longing too often leads to despise
Yet a hobby everyone seems to start
Wanting more becomes needing
To have your bountiful feeding
Whether it be bread in my belly
Or to have truth from a lie
Because the heart's satisfaction isn't ready
Or the obvious wings can't fly
Keeping us grounded
Searching out a fall
For the darkness it has invented surrounded
And the world became dull
Let me be older,let me be younger
Lord,please satisfy my hunger

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