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Jul 2012
The sole place with a one way view
You can only look up from here
To the untrained eye it seems tragic
but its a place I dare not fear
Don’t be fooled by its appearance
Its not a local *****
Where no man braves to end up
Not a soul welcomes the bottom
Not of the bottle
Not of the sea
Not of the place
where you once deserted me
Not of the lie
Not even of the truth
Despite playing the part
of the dedicated sleuth
The bottom is honourable
Its where you find the flavour in the pan
The single and last place to search
when you have lost all that you can
Its where you find the answer
Its the moment of a revelation
Where you find all of the treasure
that you hunted through dedication
Lets go to the bottom
and rise up once again
For you have nothing left to lose
but a remarkable  life to gain
Julies Tales of Truth
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