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Apr 2015
The evening shall lay waste to the day
As it retreats over the horizon
The day shall counter strike its way
Up unto the morning
And i'll be waiting and watching as i do
For the end to the neverending feud
And the beginning of true solitude
William McLaughlin
Written by
William McLaughlin  Springdale Ar
(Springdale Ar)   
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