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Mar 2017
The heart knows how to work,
even when its angry.
Even when its hurt,
the beat goes on
like an angel’s song.
The trumpet is strong.
Faith is hope,
lies aren’t always wrong.
Sometimes my brothers need
to be deceived
so they can carry on.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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