How strange to move forward
In such a way
To find things one would never expect

That they may hold a power
To turn a head or skip a heart
Make things impossible to reject

Right and wrong are sometimes a blurr
Sometimes blended into gray
Prehaps puzzeled when certain things occur
Be it in thought, or work, or play

A curious thrill seems to follow
An adventurous streak is again brought to light
Only this time it will be allowed to run

The days of hiding or staying in shadows
Are way beyond the past
For today belongs to FUN

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 14.01.2012

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