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Oct 2013
As I see the sun rise
beyond the eyes of those who try
and those who lie
my mind finds life
between the lines
of infinite time
strolling through morally blurred lives
walking blind, neglecting the signs
a shame ignorance is not a crime
for then we'd all be guilty
and finally see how filthy
our existence has become
we are all alive
but not everyone lives
every stop is a bigger hole
that each of us dig
Written by
Rodolfo Gonzalez  Ft. Collins
(Ft. Collins)   
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   Luis Del Villar
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