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Apr 2015
Into the sun, I bathe to proclaim
The beam of rights and liberties
I call out thy name
But all was just a dream

Into the void of desolation
The men are at a stand still
I hear thy proclamation
And it isn't by their will
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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