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Apr 2010
Awaken by the sound of the world’s heart beating.
Birds singing fills the air.
Asleep I will dream of the peace the world needs.
I will never forget his face and his name has a place in my heart.
The time to find the spirit of chime has come again.
The world seems to show no remorse for killing his soul.
Since he’s been gone the worlds’ wars have raged on.
For him to awaken now would be the end of the worlds’ misunderstandings.
(c) 2000 wayne andrew paskell
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wayne paskell
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