Think of any scratch of life
To be high and to be low
What destiny names is weird
For sometimes makes up side and down
Hold things never being real, as let go ones everafter being true
Life like boy with all his toys
Wound and scar the song to sing
Just as joy and laughter would ever seem
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
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