Internal Nudity


Internal Nudity

If I'd lose my traditions
I'd have lots of questions
I'd have lost a cover of my heart
A horse pulling my cart
My soul would be nude
Above shame would protrude
Like rain I'd fall Like a lizard
I'd crawl Inside me lives heroes
I'm a giga with no zeroes
The culture is my pillar
It's my true heart healer

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