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For a very long time i always felt i was a Goat trapped in a mans body trying to get out.....at night, when its a full moon, i can hear the sounds of Goats across the wind calling me, calling out my name....calling me back to an ancient past where in another life i use to lived as a Goat. In a time and place where Goats were worshipped as Gods, not just the sex symbols people see them as today.
Im here, im rich, i have a luxery house, sports car and beautifull women...but im sad, unhappy, lonely, empty.....because deep in my heart, i know, as sure as the sun rises in the morning, i will never be happy till i escape this human body i am trapped in, and become that great Goat that i know i once was....
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