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S earing it cowers under my soul
A city where I once ached to linger
N ever to find what I was looking for
F leece clouds would curl over my desire
R ocking and rolling I hoped for a change
A lthough everything shrank in my eye
N egated by my magnifying mind
C harted but never on target I shot
I nto my passion with my cannon of rhyme
S izzling I overshot my mark
C ollided and hissed into the wind
O nly to be so sideswiped by illusion
that it hurt like hell

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