In the evening's fading light,
The heat of early summer surrounds
I try to escape
Like my past,
The heat stays for the moment's eternity
I wonder why I strive
I wonder why I care
I wonder why
Is it anger?
Is it intellect?
Is it company?
Sometimes I feel like dying
"Let that old freight train pacify my mind"
But I choose life
I choose to fight
I choose to struggle
I choose
But the heat infiltrates me
It kills my will
And I choose to sleep
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