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Jan 2017
There's a way to get there, though the cloud,
is threatening and the thunder loud
One road will take you to the scene,
where dreams come true and grass is green.
There are many paths from which to choose.
One will win, while most will lose.
How do I make such great decisions?
I wish I had clairvoyant visions.
NiTSUDD
Written by
NiTSUDD  Cumberland
(Cumberland)   
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