Too many women
Too many caves to hide
One day it will become
A hermit forgetting it all
Just like power
Too much of it in the head
It will drown the soul
Finally it will explode within
Because afraid of the long knives
Every turn of a shadow a fear in the mind
One will try to escape afraid to get knocked off
Like Julius Caesar got cornered and died
Even in the nude beaches
Too many naked bodies walking
What is there to excite the eyes and mind?
It seems like an ordinary event in a life
Even Cassanovas will put a brake
They will not go crazy over the hot women
They will go to a pub and drink alone
Relaxing their souls and minds
Too much monies
Will worry about shadows
Too little wealth
Will not bring us joy
Live in moderate
In life and tastes and needs
It will bring joy and smile
Like the wind of freedom
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