"Don't know that I will,
But until I can find me

The girl who'll stay
And won't play games behind me,

I'll be what I am
A Solitary Man"

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This is basically plot
which we can find easily in someone who’re looking for true love;

but really sensitive point of view of a man who is jumping in the both side of a line called “Faith” :

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"Right or wrong,
Weak or strong"

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To proof how real of the truthfulness;
to face how real of Faith !

How terrible of this world;
if human lose their ability to put their faith to anything,
They can die easily by a Solitary Life:

In deep we can’t deny our origin;
instinct to looking for a safe place
which have no one to Play Game Behind Us,

and for saving this kind of faith to the other human;
We have to pay our forgiveness repeatedly,
because 98.7654% of the human on this planet,
always have a game in their head,
politics or trick, for reaching any success they want.

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Sometime it’s just a lovely small trick,
it’s can be a good joke,
if we want to laugh;

but sometime it seem like a stone
which put to a donkey,
who , already, have had tons of big stone on its back.

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“The First & Final Thing you have to do in this world;
is to last it and not be smashed by it.”

Who’s know ?

What thing made Hemingway to say the wisdom word above,
with a gun in his hand;
pointing to his own head,
in the last moment of his life.

May Be or Perhaps :

That’s the reason why our “GOD” and “Buddha”,
Have to be someone who have to shoulder :

A Great Burden;
to be “Someone Who Won’t Play Games Behind Us”

That’s a hard  job !!! 

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 I want to live,

 I want to give

 I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

It's these expressions I never give

 That keep me searching for a heart of gold

 And I'm getting old.

 Keeps me searching for a heart of gold

 And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood

 I've been to Redwood

I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold

I've been in my mind,

 it's such a fine line

 That keeps me searching for a heart of gold

 And I'm getting old.

Keeps me searching for a heart of gold

 And I'm getting old.

 Keep me searching for a heart of gold

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You keep me searching for a heart of gold

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I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

And I'm growing old.

We meet an end of it to start the next party :

 Meeting to end; end to meeting :

 Loving to hate; hate for Loving

I end lot of ideas, to reach my growth of idea

 I grow most of idea to know leaving the ideas.

Losing lot of things; to know how real of the sorrow;

Knowing sorrow is real to make happiness is more real :

 Realize the Real of Both

Reaching, “NOTHING Is TRUE Real”

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