I set forth into the world
With my eyes awake and chest
Abreast full of confidence
The world was at its best
full of challenges and
Fortune hunters my lots
The losts of the world
My gains the giveaways i
Was the challenge of the
Time in a world so full of
Restlessnes and hope my lots
And gains a Soliloque of Sorrow
willy saint
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Written November 1st, 2006
