Life stuck, everything so restricted
I create an idea, without friction
I make my day a try
I write the narrative myself
My head, my follies
I feel everything exploding, several cracks
I need to create, I need to get out
I want to sail, raise the anchor
Times have changed, no paper
Notepad, now it's my hotel
Every second, millions of thoughts
I make creation my oath
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