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Blue baby born to a future with no past, Time with "mother" was no time at all So many paths to be taken Where could life sustainabley last? A soft floor, learn to crawl A foreign language to be foresaken But in the light there is always darkness Isolation follows groups Past issues should be resolved first Adoption only after harkness Otherwise, prepare for hoops This is the beginning of my beautiful, cursed
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
Chapter 1; The Adopted Boy
Blue baby born to a future with no past, Time with "mother" was no time at all So many paths to be taken Where could life sustainabley last? A soft floor, learn to crawl A foreign language to be foresaken But in the light there is always darkness Isolation follows groups Past issues should be resolved first Adoption only after harkness Otherwise, prepare for hoops This is the beginning of my beautiful, cursed
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
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