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The simple yearning
Of a soul that is burning
Is to let it's life burn out
But the mind makes a stake
The heart makes mistakes
And the body just screams and shouts
The brain does dwell
And sleeping does quell
The pain that the heart digs up
And the stress burrows deep
To the bowels, makes you weep
And that's when the throat, throws up
