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Aug 2013
When my hope is gone
Like my favorite song
And the night draws to its end
I see a light so cold and bright
As it creeps over the land to write
Its name in plain sight
Of the world just waking
But i can feel the earth quaking
Under the feet of history making
Its daily rounds of toll taking
This has to stop, we have to fight
For the prize of unending night
Then no longer will we fear the light
Instead we can stay together
Forevermore suspended as a feather
In time not falling
Rather listening to it calling
Never again parting ways
We will never face the fall of days
Stay free
Don't ever be
Afraid of the dark
For it is the spark
Of a new dawn
Time moving on
Robert Fox
Written by
Robert Fox  Olympia Wa
(Olympia Wa)   
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