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Nov 2014
just thought id say something
before she gives up
before she surrenders
to all the darkness that hungers for fresh meat
my own road is stained
just barley doin my own version of living
just getting down to a rhythm to the madness
why ***** it up
why get down with a harder road
'cause i cant silence that quiet place in my heart
i cant shut off the place in my minds eye
where i can see the consequences
so i reach out my hand
no real trouble at all
just a moment outa my time
but i can feel it make changes on her sea's
i can see it making waves in her uncharted
join me
grab a hand
there is a world full of people who
need even just a hand to hold in the dark of night
mark john junor
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mark john junor  59/M
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