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Aug 2017
If I could.




If I could.




If I could move to the heavens and the stars and the moon


If I could rise like a mountain from the greatest desert dunes


If I could look at the devil and make him change his tune


If I could share all of the natures devotion and make them see it like I do


If I could cry with such conviction that the world would turn blue


If I could lay amongst an arid land and turn it into the garden of Eden for you


If I could walk across a battlefield and stop all the killing just by dreaming it true
Peter Kiggin
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Peter Kiggin  44/M/Wigan
(44/M/Wigan)   
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