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Monday, February 27, 2012

Readiness

It's almost here
Travels of long
That disappear
In this song
Held in my hand
Something so small
You can't understand
This world at all

But ready he is
I hold to the hand
Strongness is his
Change in demand
Posted by Unknown at 12:37 PM

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