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Little Boy Blue

We look but never ever touch beyond the shadows of the lights of dawns morning. As life turns and we face the changes do we ever engage below life's and lusts visage. Do we smile and defy life anyway? As it all recedes in the review view of another forgotten moment is it worth the changes and the chances? Little boy blue with his finger of a leaking dike heading towards overflow.

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