A LIFE WALKING
In the beginning of time
that's called my life
there was only innocence
I grew up with time and crime
with so many verbal thoughts and words
grew in my mind
But the wind and soul
was chancing my mind
now I understand what's right and wrong
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2006-06-27 at 11:15
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