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Jun 2013
Whatever my name,
I am always the same.
I have no shame and
no remorse of course.
I am one, I am many.
Names, faces change.
To me it isn't strange.
I live I die, rise and fall.
Throughout the ages
standing tall.
I've been worshipped,
I have died and risen.
In many voices I speak
to those that listen.
So look into my eyes,
look deep and see.
Perhaps you'll find
you are also me.
Written by
Dream Caster
442
   AJ
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