Ska delge er tusentals läsare en text jag tydligen skrivit på engelska. Jag blev lite chockad över vad mina då 14 år gamla händer författade...
Walking down a path
Follow the light, so blinding white
A cool breeze had whispered above my head
"I'll show you the meaning of life", it said
Waves of joy gives a smile to my lips
The summer sun will for now shine this bright
Walking down a path
Follow the light, so intensive violet-blue
A cool breeze had whispered above my head
"With powerful knowledge I'll bless you", it said
The magnet of curiosity catches me
A yellow leaf falls from a tree
Walking down a path
Follow the light, so deeply red
A cool breeze had whispered above my head
"Frail is the protection of warmth", it said
I shiver with a mixture of cold and fright
The whirling snowstorm impairs the sight
Walking down a path
Follow the light, so gloomy grey
A cool breeze had whispered above my head
"As you forget them they forget you", it said
I turn around for a better way
The dense mist shuts the hope for the day
Walking down a path
The light is gone, the world has turned black
Drops fall from above and hit my head
I taste it, it's sweet and it's blood and it's red
"I said I would show you the meaning of life"
On the path appears a sharp shining knife"
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Blott 14,imponerad.
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