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Untitled Pt 3 (Epilogue)

*Brothers of free will that night-embraced and sung their worries away

To the tune of the Beatles in the night as they all cast troubles astray.

The fallen angel soon healed-and the brothers-they turned out fine.

And together they were never parted till the very end of times.

 

And to this day-they're still out there-in the prettiest Chevrolet-

Because after all-Team Free Will-

will always be there to save the day.*

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Written by
kiana-marie
American
Published
Aug 12, 2013
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supernatural; spn poetry

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