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Sep 2010
so statuesque
yet strange it is

we are the live ones
YES!

so still
so inert!

come

lets us get the helloutahere!

one spirit
OUR OWN!

creation's seed
in every breath
the light
of every eye

why wait
till the MAN says its okay?
soon it gonna be too late

beyond the seeming mystery
the mis-begotten "misery"
we share
the simple truth
eternal
and
free

before we can hold tomorrow
we must remember yesterday

and we will
no matter how long it takes
no matter how long it takes
Written by
jeffrey robin
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