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Aug 2016
Watching the passing of hours
We thought the world was ours
It belonged to us
and we belonged to it.
The oceans roared
while we heard the crowds applaud.
In perfect parallel they echoed what we already knew...
This world,
this World,
it belongs to You.
Stephanie Grace
Written by
Stephanie Grace  London, England
(London, England)   
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   Keith Wilson
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