vineri, 16 aprilie 2010

Whenever a brick falls from a building
A new one takes its place,always ready to sing,
Today, tomorrow,always another,
Cause they can't seem to sit,they actually bother.


To what is new,
It's just another clue,
To what one must do,
To pull it right,to make it through.

Clearly one must bother,
Waiting for the answer of another,
Seeking to find,
On a long forgotten quest,
It's destiny,the treasure chest,
A new era,to pass the final test.

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