«(...)i’m the world you’ll never see i’m the slave you’ll never free i’m the truth you’ll never know i’m the place you’ll never go i’m the sound you’ll never hear i’m the course you’ll never steer i’m the will you’ll not destroy i’m the half truth in the lie i’m the why not in the why i’m the last roll of the die i’m the old school in the tie i’m the spirit in the sky i’m the catcher in the rye i’m the twinkle in her eye.
well, who am i?»
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