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Sep 2010
tomorrow ends today
no time to join the fray
as we drink
as we cry
the little boys smile and die
and so their brides
and still born babes
are flushed down the well of time
tomorrow ends to yesterdays glee
and today the pain
comforts me
Written by
chalom
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