Wisdom, the solid hold*
Living a fool's paranoid, hiding from true being
Strangest in one's eyes, really not clearly seeing
Moving outside one's reality, chasing something in a hurry
What is the sense of doing this, for there never is no worry
Take away such foolishness, do not live by the clock
Become the solid formation you are, inherent wisdom is your rock
Dom*Colucci 2011
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