The Grit and Paul

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Sincerity and sweetness
From the young boy's eyes
As he handles a dirt clod
With no one close by
He wanders the roads
From dusk until dawn
Playing some hero
And nobody's pawn
His life is as free
As the river's expanse
But wander he will
Till he finds his true stance
The dirt has been caking
Deep into his hands
He is one with the road
He will walk as a man.





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Takeo Akasuna said...
Mar. 2, 2011 at 3:10 am
nice poem i like it
 
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