March 30, 2017
Do you hear the ones around?
Idly scuffing up the ground?
Recluses can hear the sound.

Never gonna try to save
Or think of the ones in vain
Trying to live for their name

Even after all they’ve done
Mother, father, all them’ve gone
Passed right through them, yes it did..
The sparks flew and in them hid

Yours truly, me, just a kid.

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