If, by Graham
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If I was different, would I still be me?
And if I was blind could I still see?
If I was to plant a seed, would I watch it grow?
If I threw a dice, what number would I throw?
If I grew old, would I then become frail?
If I sat the test of life, would I pass or fail?
If I told a story, would it be all fact ?
If I was to be challenged would I know how to react ?
If I fall in love, would I know who with?
But then if I was clever would I ever ask if ?
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Posted: 2014-04-15 11:49:17 UTC |
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