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Feb 2015
We all watch it fall
Into the ground
When we got to fight for what we want
And its going to take some time
Till things get right
It will work itself out in the end.
The good always dieing young
Proving this life isn't fair
Take a step towards tomorrow
Get yourself somewhere
Cause today won't be the last time that I'll
Scream these cries of why
Yesterday wont come back to me
And my dreams have now become memories.
Greg Guidotti
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Greg Guidotti  Portland
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