George
■ Captain's Log ■
2020-11-07 23:22:19 (UTC)
Making Sense
Dady's mountain like my gap,
words of meanings we understood by deep silence.
He had been to the top.
I had found the words of luck.
But the walk reminds me of danger.
If i ever lost my mind forgot to pay.
Got my motorbike when i am hot.
The roads wind can bring me to buy.
of same or better my dad.
And the only thing that making sense..
Like father like son.
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