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til the end
the sun comes a little early
and reminds
of yesteryears
when freedom was just a place to call your own
the vast expanse as far as one could see
when time had no meaning or thought
where hands touched hands
and hearts were full
walking miles in worn out shoes
stepping on toes
caring, yes caring
but sometimes that's how it goes
taking a bullet for the cause
for effect, but still not affecting the outcome
I'm in for the long haul
the sun comes a little early
and whispers her wants and needs
her bounty with her breeze
and I know the message
it's not mine
It's not yours
It's for all
til the very end
and reminds
of yesteryears
when freedom was just a place to call your own
the vast expanse as far as one could see
when time had no meaning or thought
where hands touched hands
and hearts were full
walking miles in worn out shoes
stepping on toes
caring, yes caring
but sometimes that's how it goes
taking a bullet for the cause
for effect, but still not affecting the outcome
I'm in for the long haul
the sun comes a little early
and whispers her wants and needs
her bounty with her breeze
and I know the message
it's not mine
It's not yours
It's for all
til the very end
Published 7th Nov 2021
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7th Nov 2021 3:03pm
"and I know the message
it's not mine
It's not yours
It's for all
til the very end"
Oh I feel this. *hugs*
it's not mine
It's not yours
It's for all
til the very end"
Oh I feel this. *hugs*
8th Nov 2021 2:50pm
8th Nov 2021 5:05pm
