Why was it me
Its a thought becoming common.
A life gone, a life gained?
A king off his throne is a commoner
A commoner in a strange land is a bum
A bum on his own is nothing.
How far a king can fall.
And who are you?
To stand at my side and smile.
Is it happiness or knowledge that gives you that smile?
A secret or an ideal of what may come.
Bound or free
Blinded or with vision
I'll stand here.
A king.
A Bum.
No One.
Who ever I am,
The past has died away,
And with no notion as to what shall come,
I'l stay.
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You really are a talent Sir. I know you have bigger things in life to deal with then what im about to say, but... I do want to thank you for all your help with Andy. Without your coaching id still be toying with the idea of maybe inviting him over one day. And it doesnt sound like much but u helped me alot. Ive become quite fond of you. Your a good guy to have a round
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