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If You Called
If you called
I would run a thousand miles
I would walk a thousand miles
I would crawl a thousand miles
If you called
Monday 19th September 2016 4:45 pm
Moral of the Story
Some may be weak and some may be strong
But it is for neither to look down upon
Those belonging to the other class
Because in the end we’ll know at last
The quality of all men, and how we are the same
From bones to dust, we return to our grave
A dark thought indeed but if you look at it right
Your innermost self might just see the light
The beauty of difference, of change, ...
Saturday 17th September 2016 3:26 am
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