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Feb 2013
Whisper to me softly
Tell it to me straight
When the golden flakes, they break away
Those rainbow drizzles fade away
Into the hearth of our retreat
Can you still call yourself
A simple, humble man
Can you still face the consequence
You knew relied on fate
So breeze on by you gentle wind
Cast your oars aside
You're the travelling mans companion
A fortress of battalions
You're a shy and bashful champion
To ease a troubled mind
Written by
Tarryn
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