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Oct 2015
The webs we spin,
the bonds we make,
the roads we take,
on the winds of fate.

the people we love,
and those forsaken,
friends made today,
as enemies awaken.

what lives we touched,
and hearts we broke,
words well said,
whilst some, not spoke.

they tell a tale,
both new and old,
they tell a story,
an epic. Untold.
for all who journey.
Phil B
Written by
Phil B  M/Perth
(M/Perth)   
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     ---, Earl Jane and Arcassin B
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