He Lived

He lived.

He lived a life of pure misunderstandings,
Without a shadow of a doubt,
That life meant more than he thought.

He skipped through towns,
Passed through people,
Without a care in the world.

He lived a life of pure happiness,
Without a shadow of a doubt,
That life could mean more than he thought.

He lived.

© 2011 Vela June (or aira isane)

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Vela June (or aira isane)

Long Beach, CA

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