I got hungry
No food in my house
I thirsted, thirsted, thirsted
No water not a drop
So I set out on the road to find...
Home held but want and need
An emptiness I had to feed
Weak of mind and in my soul
All I had was what I stole
(No one to confide, no one to provide...)
On the road were friends, foes, and thieves
Passing by with their needs
‘Til one day I saw in the open sky
The promise to be fed and to fly
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