I Am Not A Book To Be Read
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I am not a book to be read
I am the word within to be understood
I am not dust but the sand of the time
Dry, floating and making sand dune
With the natures tune.
I am not for me but for others
Though money matters all
I also desire, name and fame
Ways are different, not game
I am loser always a loser
Yet a victorious,
I walk on the sword
I rest on flowers
I love even snake
Time is no bound for me
I keep time under my feet
I welcome the dusk of my life
I will play with the fife
I will descend into darkness
Unto light I will strife
I am the word within to be understood
I am not dust but the sand of the time
Dry, floating and making sand dune
With the natures tune.
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