Sometimes the world stands still
But it usually doesn’t go like that
Albeit your will
And the things you need to protect
They reconcile
You with your inner self
We need to listen to ourselves
Our inner voice
Leaves us no choice
The phantoms
Leave the opera by night
And in the morning they are gone
But it is a new day
A new song
I pray
Though I am the master of my own life
It is on me to persevere
To survive
The birds they chatter
It doesn’t matter
They can say what they want
I live my life
I be my best
I invest
What I can
Sometimes the world stands still
But it usually doesn’t go like that
We have our will
Nothing else to expect
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