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Jan 2016
How many times do you not know?
I would want to know
The blood that was taken from you
Was there all along
I would want to know
And now you do
So you can live another way
Unless you've become what you thought you knew
It's so hard to change
Believing something
That's all it is
A belief
But who said it was forever?
Mark Lecuona
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