The Motion
Catch me slipping in the rain
No pain to gain
But somehow it rains and I remained the same
How many of You people could say the same
when it got cold and dark, you maintained your brain
The world may change, but please remain the same.
Copyright © Malcolm Brooks | Year Posted 2013
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