My soul is restless
So tight-up nevertheless
While the sky is boundless
Like a mind, thinking less.
But bounty is more
Despite whatever they had more
Just like a shore
Filled up the core.
My shoulder is heavy
To them that envy
To the flowing levy
Leads to Chevy.
But my hand is light
To those who have an insight
From his might
He will never left us so tight.
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