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Oct 2013
Where are we to go from here?

The **** is gone, there's no more beer,

The air is quiet, not a sound,

The people have left, no one around,

Your all alone, no one to guide you,

Lost in a dream, yourself to find you ,

Wishing you could take it back,

Surrounded by that deep space black,

When you feel less then bright,

Know that through darkness, comes light.
Daniel Berg
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Daniel Berg  Idaho
(Idaho)   
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