Eternities will pass, this life is just a single day, and I'm just a fox with three tails, it's how many times it will take, how many times I said yes, I do and I will marry my life, but it's just dreams, I live in a jar, and I'm in love with the moonlight, of course I would say yes each time, my father measuring each thing in my heart, what I dare to hold on to, pride and arrogance, he knows he'll make me pay for it, there's so much in the air, so many things I've said, this jar is so big, the stars in the sky, to guide us to who we are, what we care to follow, mainstreams, rivers and roads, and reflections, astrology and tarot, what is real, what we care to believe, this whole time I've been a slave, because I didn't want responsibility, but I still partook in daily bread, I may live in a jar, but my poetry has been read, lives have been lived, what we hold onto, so much blasphemy...

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