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Be it Song, or Bile, or Predicament The Way you carry your Fortunes are Good Try to Lend some Hands; Then you would relent How many you missed in your Neighbourhood Photos alone do not Memories make; Nor Lone Medals hung to promote your Fame But that - within YOU - which Dad has long-taught Was always the Nature etched on your Name And the Name that Was, Is, and Forevermore Beyond the Skin tattooed with Thoughts demure He is the HERO; Real, and to the Core, Promises Divine in Friendship so Pure. You are more than you know. And always has been That Light from the Sun is dug from Within.
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 3:21 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - SIXTY-FIVE - TOM DALEY
Be it Song, or Bile, or Predicament The Way you carry your Fortunes are Good Try to Lend some Hands; Then you would relent How many you missed in your Neighbourhood Photos alone do not Memories make; Nor Lone Medals hung to promote your Fame But that - within YOU - which Dad has long-taught Was always the Nature etched on your Name And the Name that Was, Is, and Forevermore Beyond the Skin tattooed with Thoughts demure He is the HERO; Real, and to the Core, Promises Divine in Friendship so Pure. You are more than you know. And always has been That Light from the Sun is dug from Within.
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 3:21 AM UTC
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