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When I was just a little young boy Papa said "Son, you'll never get far I'll tell you the reason, if you want to know 'Cause child of mine, there isn't really very far to go"

Saturday, October 25, 2008

In a bar, In a city...

Neon talking drowns
The voice
I am humbled
I am in awe
Remember
I must talk
I must talk


In this jungle
We all survive
My eyes burn from the smoke
Random memories come back
Laugh
Just laugh
Everyone is concerned
No one cares


Nervous fear produces
The most hearty laughter
Some smile
And some get angry
Some do not talk
Someone listens
Some fight
Some love
God listens

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