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Dec 2012
I'll be what you need me to be.
I can't hide, and there's no time to flee.
This is something you did.
Off you go, to the highest bid.
I think now I'll turn away.
Try and and live another day.
Brian Ross
Written by
Brian Ross  Maine
(Maine)   
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