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Oct 2012
Repeating my idols selected words
for ears of the youth who haven’t heard.
Big minds have seldom thought
that worth thinking of.
Imagine instead what of the rest?
If only they could see their best.
Have a place to believe,
the world unraveling, to all it could be.
Written by
B Berres
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