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Oct 2011
Cycle, cycle, cycle and go.
Common am I to that of my foe.
Safe and ready, I always am.
Helping all, for I am a lamb.
'Thankful' is a word I seldom hear.
Because forever I will offer my sheer.
I know more than ever will be known.
For all the earth is what I'm shown.
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