Tuesday, January 5, 2010

12 to 21

The bell rang the BOYS ran
In front the greenish high up above the rainy sky
The screams aloud the faces proud
The living dreams some chuckling queens
That age so naive no effort to save
Some swings some slide a profound insight
Are v the one once absorbed that sun
V wink, its gone changing eons
We try to find what we have LOST.

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