When has life listened to anyone? It goes on at its own pace... Limping, when we wish it should run, And when calm desired, sprinting as in a race…
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When has life listened to anyone? It goes on at its own pace... Limping, when we wish it should run, And when calm desired, sprinting as in a race…
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved