It looks like one in prison
By the side of lucky men
Over the keys of chains
With direct fire and in rain
Busting tear and love
No one knows how it came
Over the time and space
Looks to be solemn chain
In that place no one knows
Who can live or even lived
Be sure a day will trust you
Again by holding your hand
You are a beautiful father
And also one faithful
son
No one killed you until you kill
That one dearest within you
Yes this is not yours but foster
One that real and loved
Upon a time that was yours
Never it was been hugged
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