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And that is how...

There's this boy that didn't know

Which is the right path to go

He just went wherever the wind blows

Knocking on full shut doors

There's this girl in the city

I would say she's pretty pretty

She loves playing with her dolly

Everything in her life was just jolly

This Boy, no matter what path he chose

is unsure for his guts always opposed

But wherever he points his nose

is the direction of his toes

While the girl in the city was happy

With her friends and her family

Everyday was like a party

Her pockets always full of candy

No one knew what fate would bring for this two

Neither fate knew nothing too

So, the boy went on wherever the river flows

Wherever the autumn leaf goes

He went to the direction of the winter snow

And just went whichever path fate shows

The little girl is now a lady,

And yes, she's still pretty

But now it's a pity

She's starting to feel lonely

The boy is getting older as his confusion starts to grow

But ALAS! He found a place that always glow

The city, where life is fast but love is slow

He thought "I'll be here if this is what fate bestowed"

Now, on the city street was the pretty lady

All eyes on her, some went crazy

She walked quite unsteady

If she knew what fate would bring, she would be ready

The sun rose from the east and the wind blew west

The boy was tired and was looking for rest

He sat down and relaxed his chest

When a lady passed by, He came from being stressed to impressed

The lady saw him sitting on the sidewalk

The boy was stunned, too stunned to talk

With his rugged shirt, he felt bit of electric shock

When the lady looked at her...

                      and tripped on a rock

He couldn't stop laughing, he started crying

The lady got up and next thing the guy saw was a high heeled shoe approaching

And that is how the boy lost his sight of seeing

Now, he couldn't literally know where he is going

The End.

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