There's no point telling me to not love, As that's like waving the red flag at the bull, That's like not being able to fly beautifully like a dove, Not being able to run free like a cheetah. You can't tell me not to feel again, Otherwise I'll fight like a big cat, I won't be balanced in harmony like a crane, I'll blend in like a chameleon.
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