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Jul 2014
A man who thought he was
higher than God
walked on and on
through every town
A soldier to fate
he said you'll never forget my name
and his name lies fresh on my tongue
Like the blood from the first punch
his thoughts relied on greed
a man who thought he was
higher than God
a man to make men bleed
Heather Valvano
Written by
Heather Valvano  Meshoppen PA
(Meshoppen PA)   
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