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Jan 2017
Its been a long day,
waiting for my check,
working for my cash,
no time to play.

Looking to play,
no time for that life,
suit and tie...die.
see what we've done,
creativity shunned.

We could sit here together,
alone,
Letting the wind and waves take us,
quit work and run away away.
My dear, there's no time to be afraid.
Brad French
Written by
Brad French  Clarksville, TN
(Clarksville, TN)   
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