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Feb 2013
She made a shoe maker into a king
With just a nod, a smile, and a wink
Maybe just only for a day
They had created their
Kingdom come
But while his hands were tattered
And old
Her hands were the softest
And destined
To be
Great
I'm not really sure about this one, I wanted to try a different style. It's kind of about having whatever you'd wished for come true, but it not lasting because it couldn't. I dunno.
Michael Pick
Written by
Michael Pick  Canada
(Canada)   
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   ---, ASB and Elizabeth Paxton
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