I will keep running away from you, so that I can be free.
I will keep running away from you, so that I can be myself.
Because I am not ur puppet.
I have my own life.
...
In Genoa, when the sunset gave
Its last warm purple to the wave,
No sound of war, no voice of fear,
Was heard, announcing danger near:
Though deadliest foes were there, whose hate
But slumber'd till its hour of fate,
Yet calmly, at the twilight's close,
Sunk the wide city to repose.
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