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A dog in a manger This world we live in Where two legged homosapiens lean With stones in their hands Hidden behind their backs I come with my hands full, Roaming around with a fate of glass And I can't help but wonder, Oh, what would happen to my fragile treasure
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC
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A dog in a manger This world we live in Where two legged homosapiens lean With stones in their hands Hidden behind their backs I come with my hands full, Roaming around with a fate of glass And I can't help but wonder, Oh, what would happen to my fragile treasure
I hope to see an unselfish world before I return to the sky
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC
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