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The Railings of Life
Has anyone ever wondered why that bridge was chosen
Just like a mammoth in the tundra, life blown now frozen
Being on this railing of life knowing that once you've lived
But like the meteorite, once hit, lived lives easily sieved
Me I've sat on said railing ever since I was a little boy
I've even thought where I'd sit for the thought I'd enjoy
But what would I do when I'd sit there, looking all around
Asking why am I here, wasting footsteps on the ground
What would I do now if that opportunity was ever to arise
I'd put clingfilm over my face for that would ease my cries
To cater for sudden panic when realised it's not to be
Behind my back I'd handcuff my hands, me, I'm finally free.
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James Fraser
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