Like a refugee in unknown land
Why I doomed to be vagabond
To explore oasis in tyrant sand
Rolling like a wheel on the crossing
With the wolves of concrete jungle
Day in and the night passing
Occupied to assemble my own rubble
To have a footing on this terrestrial
Like my lasting dreams but real
Wish to have wings with zeal
Flutter far-flung from this ordeal
Naked facts compose me to decompose
To rot like a carcass in burial
Raged by every sink but firm to float
Till the end for this purpose
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