sometimes what we are is just what we need to be.
If I were a carpenter, I'd build the shell
If I were a captain, the ship I would sail
But I'm only the breeze blowing up a gale.
Poetry by Elizabeth Rose
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Written on 2008-11-01 at 01:44
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If I had a hammer, I'd hammer the nailIf I were a carpenter, I'd build the shell
If I were a captain, the ship I would sail
But I'm only the breeze blowing up a gale.
Poetry by Elizabeth Rose
Read 877 times
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Written on 2008-11-01 at 01:44
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