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Mar 2016
Forgotten on a bridge,
Left behind in all this whirl.
You'd think it would never end,
But it is like a flag still left unfurled.
No longer can it be said or seen,
That the too few who know.
Now don't know what I mean,
And now with this a sad song.
Why can't we all just get along?
Seth Milliman
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Seth Milliman  South Bend, IN.
(South Bend, IN.)   
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