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I am just the unlucky one
In a world without sun
Since my life even begun

I am just the unlucky one
Never complete, never done
A father without a son

I am just the unlucky one
A race that is never run
A feather that weighs a ton

I am just the unlucky one
A child without vision
Perfect kind of treason

I am just the unlucky one
In a world without sun
Since my life even begun
Posted: 2009-09-09 03:52:52 UTC

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2009-10-03 19:55:50depth of understanding
This is cool.... sounds like a song!!