Paul Canoville
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P eople have two shades
A ll alike in different ways
U s, You, Me, Yet…..
L ife is never perfect
¶ 2
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C anoville struck gold
A t a chance he couldn’t resist
N othing came easy until he…..
O pened the door, to abuse all around
V illains, Viscious acts, but no white shining door to open
I , You, Me, Yet we are all the same
L ife is just a football game
L earning everyday, the hurt just flew away
E ven Canoville saw that day
¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Ese Ojo – Year 9
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