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**I drink to you perfect stranger You who ignored the danger I drink to you son of another You who took time to bother About hapless misfits like me Clueless sods that still believed In the fictional good of humanity In your moment of supreme grace You freed me from my scepticism So we became joined at the heart And sealed our fates in perpetuity For to have a mission is to perish And be interred in some parish A sentimental plaque the epitaph To the vanquished dead and gone By the ungrateful living here now**
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Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 5:50 PM UTC
Toast to the Son of Another
**I drink to you perfect stranger You who ignored the danger I drink to you son of another You who took time to bother About hapless misfits like me Clueless sods that still believed In the fictional good of humanity In your moment of supreme grace You freed me from my scepticism So we became joined at the heart And sealed our fates in perpetuity For to have a mission is to perish And be interred in some parish A sentimental plaque the epitaph To the vanquished dead and gone By the ungrateful living here now**
david-mungoshi
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Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 5:50 PM UTC
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