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Apr 2014
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In this endless onward,
I will lose my name.
In this forgotten battle,
I'll inherit shame.
Suns set,
But rise behind us.
We forget our place
And the meaning is lost.
Michael Kenneth Christian
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Michael Kenneth Christian  Texas
(Texas)   
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