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Jan 2012
i seized the day but it broke my fingers to break my grip
i didn't have the strength it took
to dig in and hold onto it
see, time has a way of making fingers frail
and just how many seconds it takes to make them breakable you
never can tell
but if, like they say
those whose hearts beat fastest live longest
then by the hold you have on me, my heartstrings
I'm immortalized immortally
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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