Saturday, 17 March 2012

Lost and Found

When I am young again I will be a lamb.
Open-hearted, but I will keep my secrets.
Carefree, let me care less.
I will know less, let me know less.
When I am young again I will be young.
Feel youth serve me.
I will be all colour, play, inspiration.
I will know know what to do with colour and inspiration and play.
I will make friends,. May I? Let me.
I will communicate better, I will just walk away.
I will no longer hunt alone,
Hoarse with making moan.
Did the one who made the Lamb make me?


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