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I was A Dainty Boy In all my robes In all my jewels Colf stick at my side My youth was coursed by elders Knowing my place And places to come Served by servants Protected by walls Groomed by power, for power I was A Dainty Boy In todays society Enriched by others labor No sense of hunger My youth set above, the lesser set Still my place. And places to come Unknown in today world, tomorrow Today's world is only today Stars and the sun are tomorrow I am The Dainty Boy In all my wealth, and glory Yet I'm still just a youth Will I see the stars and the sun, Will I see tomorrow 6 12 16 Based on a painting, Adriaen, 1603, by van Der Linde
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Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 8:34 AM UTC
A Dainty Boy
I was A Dainty Boy In all my robes In all my jewels Colf stick at my side My youth was coursed by elders Knowing my place And places to come Served by servants Protected by walls Groomed by power, for power I was A Dainty Boy In todays society Enriched by others labor No sense of hunger My youth set above, the lesser set Still my place. And places to come Unknown in today world, tomorrow Today's world is only today Stars and the sun are tomorrow I am The Dainty Boy In all my wealth, and glory Yet I'm still just a youth Will I see the stars and the sun, Will I see tomorrow 6 12 16 Based on a painting, Adriaen, 1603, by van Der Linde
No matter of life status, tomorrow is not a given.
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Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 8:34 AM UTC
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