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Some days I'd say
Life is a breeze 
Other days 
The breeze blows me
From what I've done 
To what I've seen
Days they play
Hard for keeps

When what I hope
To be golden roads 
Come paved in tar
For all I know
From borrowed times 
To times I've bought 
Days they play
Hard to own

Cold and windy 
Days of rain
Feeling empty 
Pretty much the same
From where I am
To where this began
Days they play
Hard to win

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Date: 4/15/2019 6:36:00 PM
Well done Mike. I can relate to this completely :)
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Date: 4/15/2019 6:27:00 PM
Lovely, Mike.
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