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Little we know
Or what we share
Reaches the highest
I showed that i cared
and now what do we do
now who do we blame
dam its your fault, its my fault, i think i'm insane
Cant count my fingers
And my feet as well
Reaching the highest is sure hard as hell
Let us forget the days that have past and live for a future and a life that will last..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem