I clench my fists instinctively
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Chilly wind of orders
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Quells in me zeal
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I am like a man-machine
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Ensnared by will-power
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This is right and this is wrong
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Empty grimace on my face
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Under constraint
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My wandering thought
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Stirs up shiver of anxiety
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What I have lost - I know !
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Louder and louder I hear
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Ice cracking that I am standing on
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That is me - the missed fire
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I treat to blurred smile
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Newer and newer words
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I am like a man-machine
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Ensnared by will-power
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This is right and this is wrong
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Under constraint
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My wandering thought
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Under Constraint
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| Artrosis |
