I need a nose that can be lengthen,
When there is a truth I covered.
I need a brain that can be racked,
When there is a thing that matters.
I need a heart that is beating,
When there is love comes nearer.
And there my image in the mirror,
hidden in a shelter,
wish to find way out of the chamber.
So that I can escape
from pretending a person that I am
Not the Person.
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