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Along the way, not away from hustle at a shuffle, a little explorer decided to go. Among the roar of the road and some small talks, the crowd, recalling doubts, now looked shocked. Oh Crowd, only living your show will show you your how’s To own your crown, learn to know your “row”. Mind not confuse a goat with the G.O.A.T. Mind that every town conceals its real own. Oh little explorer, we still can’t catch your vibe. Tell us:  what’s the point of your words?  Oh Crowd, the point ain’t in need of pointing out. Just start playing your sound, rhythm will flow. So the crowd started playing yet felt lost.  Don’t you know every law conceals its flaw? Yet soon they found gold in their “new-old” You know every bond needs boundaries, every notion its motion to grow Testo coperto da Copyright ©️ Testo ad opera di Linda Cianci (Lindagine) CHIAVI DI LETTURA : Lindagine del mese di questo Maggio rappresenta un piccolo sequel de Lindagine pubblicata nel luglio 2...