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He's the one who needs the night
For worry and interpretation
He's a genius of the wrong kind
He feeds - as he needs the mind
And holding on doesn't stir him
You don't know him but you know he's right
Brother of mine,
To live in the land you own,
Sow and watch grow
The body is all we are
I'm in control
Nothing will seperate
I was once what I see in you
Leo was a friend and saviour
He added colour to the eyes
You're concealing what you know about
In poems and tenacious wordings
You're a genius of the wrong kind
Brother of mine
Grow into the man you are,
How would you know
The body is all we are
I feel whole
Nothing will seperate
