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When I look down I see white A small child Content, unaware, brimming Nursing on false dreams Waiting for the curtain to lift On their favorite scene When I look down I see red A victim of circumstance Of poor timing Of missing opportunities Of so much that could have been And never was ...I have to see white
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 11:09 AM UTC
Red & White
When I look down I see white A small child Content, unaware, brimming Nursing on false dreams Waiting for the curtain to lift On their favorite scene When I look down I see red A victim of circumstance Of poor timing Of missing opportunities Of so much that could have been And never was ...I have to see white
cara-samantha
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 11:09 AM UTC
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