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*~From Mother To Son~*

Like building a castle thats six foot tall. Made out of sand, you know it´ll fall.
Like smoking a cigarette to make you look cool. A wooden spoon, the winners fool.
Your life´s in your hands, with the choices you make. Dont waste it away, theres a soul at sake.
The person you are, isn´t the person you´ll be. Its like planting a seed, just wait for the tree.
Its like dancing to music with the beat of a dream. The hypnotic sound, a rushing stream.
So do you follow the miner, well only you knows. Like i said my love.... the decision is yours.
So remember this, when my time has come, life is for living.... enjoy it my son.
And if you build castles on a beachy sight, if thats what you want, then you´ve lived your life right.

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