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Sander Sweeneu
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In Your Head
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taekwondo, gitaar, keyboard, computer, lezen
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lijst
HALLO.
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Silent paws trotting
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.
Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?
He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.
Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?
His stomach is growling
but the hunger he’ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it’s their blood he smells for sure.
He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.
But still there’s no answer
he can’t understand why,
he’ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.
For days now he’s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.
Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.
What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?
The wolf is a symbol,
a brother, a friend.
it’s time now for action
before his existence comes to an end.
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.
Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?
He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.
Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?
His stomach is growling
but the hunger he’ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it’s their blood he smells for sure.
He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.
But still there’s no answer
he can’t understand why,
he’ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.
For days now he’s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.
Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.
What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?
The wolf is a symbol,
a brother, a friend.
it’s time now for action
before his existence comes to an end.
My name is: Sander
I am 17
I play the guitar already for 7 years
My sport is: Taekwondo
Ligt and Darkness are both very different..
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Poomse is andere naam voor Taeguk
Ik doe het al 7 jaar ongeveer. Ik kan gewoon niet sparren, binnen mijn club gaat het nog wel redelijk goed. Maar als ik daar op de mat sta word ik volledig in elkaar geramd 
Ik weet niet hoe het komt, ik doe alles wat ik op de club ook doe, en toch lukt het niet. Echt frustrerend, als je door een gele band word neergehaald...
1 decennium geledenWhaha, wij hebben maar een keer in de week training. Het ligt er een beetje aan als er wedstrijden zijn meer op sparring (Wat ik echt niet kan
) Maar vaak eerste deel van de training op poomse's en deel op sparring & kussentrappen en andere technieken.
1 decennium geledenIk bij Sebti in Heteren (Kleine club, faalt hard op wedstrijden
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1 decennium geledenWhaha ik ben nog maar groen met blauwe slip. Moet nog wel even trainen voor ik daar ben.
1 decennium geledenHeey zou ik je gedicht op de profiel over mogen nemen? Hij is prachtig! P.S. Welke band heb je bij Taekwondo?
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