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Aug 2015
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The long  bow


In her trembling hands

")("

we come now !

")("

gentle children in the streets

"()"

"()"

if the game plan is to find some lover

And then you stare into each other's eyes

Until the rest of the world disappears .........(?)

;;;

It ain't gonna work !

X

we grow weaker and weaker

///

Now

;:(

She draws forth the holy " arrows "

Yes ! Yes !

It is time        to SPEAK
Written by
jeffrey robin
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