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Someone's knocking on my door. I know it's him. Should I even stand up. Ok, I'll walk towards the entrance of the house. Maybe I should make him wait. I should stay still, but my feet. It's moving towards the entrance. I'm DYING to see him. I'm bound to open the door, open my heart and soul.
Loathsome creatures crawl into the night. Bound to find something out of sight. Lost, without fear, walking over here. What is he going to do to me? I should disappear. But I can't move. I can't walk. I can't run. I can't hide. I'm bounded by his light, his skin pale as white.
I'm stuck. I can't get out. Who are you? Where am I? Why am I bound to this chair? HELP ME! HEEELP! Somebody, pls. Is anyone out there? HELLO?! I'm so tired. What was I even doing before I got here. Tears falling down on her face. She fell from disgrace.
You are bound to make new discoveries in life. So stop staying inside your house and be out there! See the stars, walk on the streets, observe the traffic flow in the nearest highway. Stop being so indifferent and see how reality is. Day or night, you have to get out and move.
You are bound to be picasso
Laid back watching stars
Came up to me I said hi
Wanted to show you
How we do in this town
I called you because
I don't want to be
alone in this neighbour
hood
You are bound to me
as I am bound to you
Discover me as I
unravel the naked truth
about the stars
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