Lesson Learned
Growing
Time and space
Changing, Learning, Doing
As the last grain hits the rest
My thoughts are free
Costantly moving
Cars and streets
Seeking and searching
A place to call my home
a place to call my own
Always trusting
lessons and statements
first hearing, start speaking, then teaching
A difficult thing to obtain
but still recieving
Shinig
As a red start
Circulating the earth
With time and distance
theres always a lesson to learn
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