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Mar 2010
I saw you wandering at night
When you approached I thought we would fight
You put your hand on my shoulder and told me my name
Right at that moment, I thought it was some game
Told me more about "me" then I ever knew
My crush, what I do, some examples to name a few
Then you dropped a proverbial bomb
"Your writing will change the world"
With that statement I have no qualm
Now into the public I must be hurled
Now this is a difficult task
It would help to wear the anonymity mask
The world I wish to wake
I hope sir "michael" you are not a fake
Sean Keane
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Sean Keane  Hicksville
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