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Dec 2013
Paved ways avoid us
Harsh waves knock us down
Don’t throw away
Our final say
Let’s keep this thing going
And turn it around

The blind are leading the blind
And there all trapped in a maze
The jesters high pitch cackle
The explorer’s barren satchel
No one ever wins
We ponder and sit

The walls cave in around us
And we all count the hours
When were away from home
No one’s amused
Nothing to say, we're bemused
We are together alone
Tommy Johnson
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Tommy Johnson  New Jersey
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