In the world of the mind Everything is not always true The threat of a lie Has seaped into the distorted universe Calls for all kings horses And all the kings men The horses with fire from the nostrils And the men throwing insults Instead of cannon balls But when it's all said and done And the smoke has ran away The castle of Pride Has been left with a few more holes.Birth sign: Gemini
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