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Feb 2013
By just a day, I would pay, to be ahead
They come as a wave drowning me to my grave
I could afford what the world takes away
If I were one day ahead of the game

So now I stop
I think
I conclude
that the solution is not far out in the blue
If I were to sacrifice one day in advance
I could change the wave which was previously chance
Written by
William James Crowell  halifax
(halifax)   
497
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