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Scream

Don’t take what I have because what I have is me.

Don’t steal my mind because it’s nearly free.

How can I stay unpolluted,

Live in this world and still keep my head?

The things that I’m seeing is mind-blowing insight,

And the war that I’m fighting is a mind-blowing fight.

And the love that I’m feeling is less than a drip in a stream.

And the feel that I’m feeling is scream . . .