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Nov 2017
there is  a turning of revolution to be free
but darling don't you know i can't see

i saw a child in misery
his name was evil son

there is a place of here and now
it died upon the vine

what wonders left are infinite
don't put the blame on me

there's many a million of hate discreet  
many of love it's true

give me a taste
of reality
i want you
oh divine


i see you now my only child
you died a lonely dream
my mind has left reality
you are my only dream
been there, done that,,,i am the t shirt
Mark Wanless
Written by
Mark Wanless  mpls, mn
(mpls, mn)   
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   Dimitrios Sarris
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