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Dec 2014
Plans of this, plans of that
Plan to do everything, in no time flat
But first before, we can see it through
Space needs, to be wiped out too

To reach for the stars, isn't far enough
To hear the applause, when your ears are deaf
To taste the thoughts, from the finest chef
Smelling the flowers, of final success

What a world, of beauty galore
I only wish, I could have much more
But it'll come, when the time is right
Until it does, I'll be in flight

Up or down, left or right
Today tomorrow, day or night
No more fears, can find within
When a new day dawns, the cheer begins
Matt Kavan
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Matt Kavan  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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