Sometime

 
Sometime  I think I will never walk alone,
but sometime I found I walked  alone on the way
I can’t thinking about anything for my way
without  my hope  without my luck along the way
 
Why I can walk along the way with  my mind
fighting for everything.
Take everything with my heart
Have Spirite to make everything
But I just find can’t help anything…..
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