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Nov 2015
All that will ever be
Has passed away through time
No sense making things worse
And hurting the ones we love
The night passes away
Soon comes the dawn
How can we ever get along
If we hold grudges in our hearts?
We try to make a good
Situation out of a bad one
We have a different attitude
We make our dreams come alive
And we look forward to the rising sun
We Γ§rawl after our possessions
Wanting to take them with us when we die
We sit alone at the bar with thoughts
Of suicide crossing our minds
How can we ever find peace
If we are so busy all the time?
We waste our energy trying to look prettier
But it ain't going to matter much in the end
We need to give things up, try to release our grip
And make love the focal point in life
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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