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May 2013
Some acts are just too hard to follow.
You were that act.
Everything.
My greatest act, the finale...my prestige.

We watched the sunset together, the finale of a day.
Never again will I have a final act...
not until you return like the sun does each day.
The ultimate prestige...
My ultimate prestige.
Written by
SC Second of his name  Atlanta, GA
(Atlanta, GA)   
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   Gary Muir
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