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Mar 2013
Flames of anger feeding my breath
As I walk through the valley
The valley of death

No fear in my purpose
My march to victory near
The doors will open

I'm alive
This voice is loud
The earth awakes

Fear not into your future
I am here to hold your hand
Take my choice

Live a little
Grow with me
This place is our oyster
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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