I've come to terms with the fact
I must go across some seas
and sing songs to people on the street.
I'd follow them until they knew
just how beautiful you are,
I promise.
They'd throw their 2 cents at me,
but I can only play
while being told what I ought to be.
I can't say I mind it much,
it's what I was meant to do.
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I have to say this Nick, your blog is one of my favorite blogs to read. It's filled with raw emotions and it easily touches your readers. It does for me at least. Keep up the good work!
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