Perhaps

March 7, 2016

Perhaps one day I will travel all along this giant world.

Perhaps one day I'll start a family, have a little boy and girl.

Perhaps one day I'll search all over for the woman for me.

Perhaps one day I'll realize that perhaps is an evil thing.

For thinking about doing something will never be enough.

I need to get out and do it, for my soul to be filled up.

I will go out and travel and search for my perfect lover too.

I will find the right place to build a home filled with love for you.

I will do the thing's I want, not merely pine by the wayside.

I will work hard at what I do to earn the right to glide.

For wishing and pining is from evil laziness.

And working and doing will bring virtue as your mistress.

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