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In reverie you sit so quiet so eloquent I ponder in silence but am so hesitant Ink flows freely easily creating I look over your shoulder quietly debating Whether to ask you for explanation Wishing only to smile and give exultation Young Sir Elliot has taken throne But to so many he remains unknown I've seen your passion and your desire And with your smile they'll take you higher Until then stay calm and soft spoken For tranquility is the golden token
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May 5, 2011
May 5, 2011 at 3:00 PM UTC
Sir Elliot
In reverie you sit so quiet so eloquent I ponder in silence but am so hesitant Ink flows freely easily creating I look over your shoulder quietly debating Whether to ask you for explanation Wishing only to smile and give exultation Young Sir Elliot has taken throne But to so many he remains unknown I've seen your passion and your desire And with your smile they'll take you higher Until then stay calm and soft spoken For tranquility is the golden token
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May 5, 2011
May 5, 2011 at 3:00 PM UTC
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