Soon you'll be
Someone's sympathy
Soon you'll be
Someone's only
Soon you'll stand higher than a tower
Soon you'll be a little wiser
Soon you'll be a reassuring medicine for a crier
Soon you'll be able to lifts spirits higher
But soon
But soon you'll get stressed
Soon you'll get tired
Soon you'll fight for what you need
Soon you'll be rehired
Soon you'll aid the legs again
Soon, a new era will begin
Soon you will be bed ridden
Soon. Soon you have a silent end
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Author:
Hidden Poet (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Spiritual
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