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Walking through time I encountered you,
Rushing through life our ways crossed,
There were hundreds of you,
Friends, Family, but mainly--just
people I've meet.
But one day someone dropped a bomb,
Something came to steal and destroy,
Something came to take you away,
Something came and invaded our world,
Something came and ripped you from me.�
You're gone now,
Buried in the ground,
But you're not forgotten,
You are a "Thousand Points of Lights."
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Dedication: To all who have died because of AIDS.
Written and Copyrighted by: d allen smith