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May 2013
Amidst a crowd
and silent roar
I spoke aloud
but to the floor

No one heard
or dared repeat
my spoken word
under their feet

For none could place
within the torrent
my hidden face
where life lay dorment

Though from the ground
after the snow
words rebound
and seeds do grow
Zachary
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Zachary  on the move...
(on the move...)   
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   Vince Paige
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