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Jun 2014
To walk the roads of soul strewn streets
with all thoughts we know of living
Leaves us lonesome for others feats
finds sharing to be in giving

Through path with switch and company
skipping along the winding road
I pass food and accompany
with he whom life seldom bestowed

In those who share my few comforts
won't you join me in life's amends
For as long as I walk this earth
may I be worthy of my friends

Tate

Original musical version
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This for my friends may I always have the door open when they need me.
Tate Morgan
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