To find my-self,
i seek your help,
to feed my curiosity,
i ran the whole city.
In the bar,
in the car,
opening the jar,
closing it.
Alone with friends,
looking at the fence,
feeling it inside.
Turning left, turning right,
in the dark, in the light,
in the rest, in the fight
trying to know,
i'am who's kite?
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