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Aug 2016
one day , one dawn ,
will come for all ,
the dew of truth ,
drips from the branches ,
which claw at the sky ,
the tree of  deceit ,
each sunrise is the first ,
there is no yesterday .
Roger James Walker
Written by
Roger James Walker  Macclesfield
(Macclesfield)   
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