Orchestrate for me a song
And I shall sing its death
Paint for me a portrait
And I shall age it into dust
Write for sonnets and ballads
And I shall set fire to the words
Care not for me, oh, wingless ones
For I am too wild and too free
To be tamed by any such of your attempts
And I shall sing its death
Paint for me a portrait
And I shall age it into dust
Write for sonnets and ballads
And I shall set fire to the words
Care not for me, oh, wingless ones
For I am too wild and too free
To be tamed by any such of your attempts
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