SOMETHING DIFFERENT   I got a though, It thinks it's me, It does well, how it looks after me. I got a girl, the girls got me. I’m in her, she’s in me.   But where, is something different , Something more, than this boy and girl. A place least likely  Outside this hell of a world.   I got a job, brawn and brain. I got a sound, call my name. I got luck, 'cause I got help I got gifts, I got my health.   But where, may be a door, Through which to step out of time. How, to dissapear, Cut loose, from towing the line.   I feel whats wrong, I learn whats right. I have needs, for which I'll fight. Still there is a voice in my head, Says I love, then I’m dead.   Where is the building different, A-tomic, entropic, strings and  bits. Where is that place least likely, Of everlasting, unremitting bliss

"where is the building different,
from A-tomic, entropic, strings and bits.
That place least likely,
of ever lasting unremitting bliss???"

Something Different

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