No more stepping on the gas
roared the engine fixed,
impeccable his painting,
of everything well equipped
No more talking was missing,
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that beautiful camaro.
A junior buy it,
that was well mounted
when he was walking in it,
it was the envy of the neighborhood
I never thought that I to my son,
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death had bought him
I was only fifteen years old,
it showed on his face,
when I saw him in his camera
I looked at his wings
my chicken did not have feathers
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and I wanted it to fly.
one Sunday morning
everything seemed joy
suddenly they communicate to me,
what he would never think,
in a road accident,
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Junior was lifeless.
Maybe it was my fault,
for giving everything in life,
I did not want it to be lacking,
what at my age I did not have,
if God commands us without wings,
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I used to put them on.
Things have their time,
and I took it early,
for loving the children so much,
some parents fail,
instead of giving them everything,
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because we do not prepare them.
I was only fifteen years old,
it showed on his face,
when I saw him in his camera,
I looked at his wings,
my chicken did not have feathers,
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and I wanted it to fly.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)