Shadow Boxing

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Once upon a shooting star, I was fighting, blind and somber Sticks and stones but a scar, made of lightning, made of thunder Like a sun shining without a shadow Like a swan sliding without a puddles Cross my heart hold my arm, I had faith in shining armours Come rain blow winds and war, I was wearing flying colours Like a sun shining without a shadow Like a swan sliding without a puddle Like a horse riding without a saddle Like a curse rising without an idol Like a wreck drifting without a paddle Like a jerk hiding without a Jekyll.

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