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Nov 2016
I see the beauty in words
The imaginations on fire
I can only dream of a perpetual world
Lifting me up out of the mire I put myself in
Can I look up to the sky
And pray for help
Holding my head up high
And be proud of myself
I hear goodness in others
Talking with a love in their hearts
I want to catch some of that
And give back what was so freely given
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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   Sarah Kunz
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