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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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