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Jul 2013
GRIEF!
This is the emotion I feel
As I watch these "boys"
Playing follow the leader
Mislead to thinking
They have a destination.
When they pursue
Nothing more than a dream.
More than false hope.
Less acceptable ways to cope,
With the pain they've found.
More drugs than I can name
Less reason they're all the same.
They just try to contend with life,
But soon they will see
A "boy" misleads them,
And the dream that they chase
Could never be attained
Without the direction of a Man.
Jay Bryant
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Jay Bryant
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   Nat Lipstadt and Dreiliece
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