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Movements made by many

Houses made of dreams,

 

Dreams made of bricks,

 

Life made of lessons,

 

Boxes full of tricks. 

 

Time is meant for many, 

 

The sands they run there course,

 

A river flows so heavy,

 

Heavens made of chores. 

 

Lucky you just might be,

 

My luck still stays the same,

 

Forever running for a loss,

 

Stuck still,

 

Playing games. 

 

Surrounded by people who have never make mistakes,

 

Are Certainly some people I woulddefinitely like to break. 

 

 

 

 

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Martin Elder

Mon 16th Sep 2024 15:30

This feels like it should be a song. It certainly has a steady and accessible rhythm

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