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you are not the poets
you are not the children of love
you are not the chosen
what have you been given
that cannot still be taken
you are not protected
choose your steps carefully
be sure to wear strong shoes
the rocks are slippery
the streets are paved in broken glass
choose your friends carefully
living in interesting times
far too many play harlequin as well as you do
you would be wise to wear your eyes behind your head
you may be the lowly
but you are not the pure at heart
too soon for you my friend
the appointed time comes
you have become so blinded
you cannot see the hole you're digging
and you've become so lame
it's a wonder you can even crawl
yet here you are
walking barefoot over nails
keep on the road you travel
go with the life you're leading
I guess I'll see you round
happy to see you are so sure
walking barefoot over nails
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