I wish I could see the world

but I can’t unfurl the sail of my life

strife is all around

and is so profound

that I can hear it’s sound

as it stalks it’s pray round and round

 

I wish I could see my soul

but it’s so cold

I can’t bare to look on something I’ve sold

 

I wish I can hear the ocean

and smell the sea

but I would scarce to be free

 

I wish I could be could be the voice of the voiceless

but nobody would hear

so it is useless to have a voice

in a voiceless world

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