well sometimes it feels like the walls are closing in
i'll fall down and it's hard to get up again
surrounded by a million buildings with no where to run
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After a while the stress's and strains and pains of life get too heavy to carry....our arms tire from treading the ever rising water....in a blink we sink..
nice piece...thanks for sharing
best wishes
Jon.
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After a while the stress's and strains and pains of life get too heavy to carry....our arms tire from treading the ever rising water....in a blink we sink.. nice piece...thanks for sharing best wishes Jon.