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Jan 2014
I awake to a sound
its a knock on my door
I rush out of bed
my feet hit the floor
I put on my shoes
and of course my socks
I run to the door
and unlock the locks.
I pull the door open
and who do I see
no one is there
the knock came from a tree.
Karl Franssen aka Bryson Flegg
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Karl Franssen aka Bryson Flegg  That Place Where I'm From
(That Place Where I'm From)   
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