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Oct 2009
He doesn't know the value,
He just knows the cost
Owns everything he's dreamed off
But yet he still seems lost
Buried in his pocessions
His greed makes him want more
But everything he owns now
Is not what he's looking for
he's looking for a different life
one he does not yet understand
where you can count all true friendships
on the fingers of one hand
he will realise his heartship
may remain in a simple letter
When he finds his real values
he will want for nothing better
Rachel-erika Henderson
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   David levenson
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