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Jan 5
I felt your tears as they roll down your brown cheeks
I remember that late night as we walked down the street
Do not fear I am here,
I am there and
Sometimes I hear their uncanny thoughts but
My heart only care to heal. However,
it seems apart of me have engineered
A box of steel.
It feels it must be at guard due to its sensitive faults.
I am glad you all will know my truth
It will be in two.
I just want you all to live with your truce.

Allow it to change you for a better you.
Written by
     --- and BR Dragos
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