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Jul 2010
I have come to the conclusion
The past is no illusion
nor the future a distraction
from the times we contract in
the faction of us has created a lust
so great i tried to contain but i must
so softly you cried with tears of hope
created an ocean fearless i cope
for our losses, that we may never have them
for the cross of what you call a chasm
across the ******* cave we crave
a new journey together we save
ourselves down the road forever
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Written by
Barry Hill
504
   Kirsten Autra
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