A look back
A bird flies over the boat.
I look at it while I fish in the lake.
How I once thought I was like a that bird
going from place to place, never finding peace of mind.
Now when I am older I look at the trees and lake.
Not going anywhere, just like me, but at peace.
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| Auteur: SemperFi | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 juli 2004 | ||
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