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Dec 2014
Now
The day it began

Aware, of the beginning and of the now
A time that showed potential and of new

A celebration. A celebration. A celebration

Slowly pieces fall, fade, disappear.

Time.

Now is leaving, now is drifting away.
Birthday
John Paul
Written by
John Paul  Nashville
(Nashville)   
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