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Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Future - tomorrow

I might run away
To find another way
Or just another day
My deeds will pay
And when my bed i lay
A sound sleep i crave
And peace for my soul i pray
For on this earth i stay
Live for short i may
But i pray ma days will delay
To give time while i make hay
While my sunshine days ablaze
And that's just my hopes i say