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Aug 2016
It did it again
It grew from nothing
and left the same
No difference grasps the days
Yet it found their shades
Infinitely simple on its own
One would think it keeps its way
Who's to say
You nor I will ever know
A story told is a journey made
And within, a forgotten smile
Begins to fade
Written by
what a waste
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   John Rameu and ---
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