When children are small
You pay a lot attention.
When they have grown up
Your attention still exist.
In fact even more may by.
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It won't change.
Posted by ashthor on December 5, 2006
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It won’t change.
Posted by ashthor on December 5, 2006
When children are small
You pay a lot attention.
When they have grown up
Your attention still exist.
In fact even more may by.
Posted in Tanka | Leave a Comment »
It won’t change.
Posted by ashthor on December 5, 2006
When children are small
You pay a lot attention.
When they have grown up
Your attention still exist.
In fact even more may by.
Posted in Tanka | Leave a Comment »
It won’t change.
Posted by ashthor on December 5, 2006
When children are small
You pay a lot attention.
When they have grown up
Your attention still exist.
In fact even more may by.
Posted in Tanka | Leave a Comment »
It won’t change.
Posted by ashthor on December 5, 2006
When children are small
You pay a lot attention.
When they have grown up
Your attention still exist.
In fact even more may by.
Posted in Tanka | Leave a Comment »
It won’t change.
Posted by ashthor on December 5, 2006
When children are small
You pay a lot attention.
When they have grown up
Your attention still exist.
In fact even more may by.
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How come
Posted by ashthor on December 5, 2006
Forgotten experiences
Do come back.
It seems the war
Never slips your mind completely.
When in the situation
Strange occurrences seem normal.
When ageing
Feelings of sadness
Overwhelms you.
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