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Sep 2016
soft


Softly child

Born of the mad morning


The dying nation

Killing its children

( and all
The
Innocence

Of the world )



Warrior


Time to appear


Earth goddess lover

I know you
Are drawin near


Child of rags


Your song


Is the only one

I can hear

•••••

•••



We are the people
We are

We are the people

We are the stars of the show

How it will end (?)


ONLY WE KNOW !

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ONLY WE KNOW


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soft

Child


Hey girl !


The dance is never over

The hay loft in the barn is empty

Perhaps we should go




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Written by
Jeffrey Robin  Yuba city. Cal
(Yuba city. Cal)   
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