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He had the world in his pocket. But he was always afraid to look. The first up to bat The last on the hook. He was a cool contradiction. A child of a man. Selfish yet caring Honest but lost He was beautiful and strong. But self-conscious and oh so wrong. Afraid to love But at a loss concerning the cost He had the world in his pocket If only he would try Maybe just maybe Perhaps- he could learn how to fly.
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Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 6:19 AM UTC
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He had the world in his pocket. But he was always afraid to look. The first up to bat The last on the hook. He was a cool contradiction. A child of a man. Selfish yet caring Honest but lost He was beautiful and strong. But self-conscious and oh so wrong. Afraid to love But at a loss concerning the cost He had the world in his pocket If only he would try Maybe just maybe Perhaps- he could learn how to fly.
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Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 6:19 AM UTC
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