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I can’t be schooled.

And that’s as tragic as

Being a reserved observant to the rituals

Listed below are the reasons

for this failure,

No tale is too obscure

No fear too calculated

No forgiveness quite wholehearted

No man as tall

And that’s not all.

Seas go cold

Under the sick lights

You lay at my feet.

Ears off the ground

As we welcome

The Breed.

Hear, hear

It has been ruled

I can’t be schooled.

                                                     fh.

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Under the sick lights

          You lay at my feet.

          Ears off the ground

          As we welcome

          The Breed.

 

Me kete shperndahet fatalizmi i gjendjes qe folesi "cannot be schooled", dhe perhapet brenda pareteve te flluskes se nje fati pergjithesues, ku ka tragjizem, makth te pathene, regret and repression.

Ajo fjala "The Breed" e riperterit gjithcka me siper, edhe pse me nje insinuate flurore shprese. Awesome!

 

 

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