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| one more leave falls to the mercy of gravity another drop of rain hits the dirty pavement as the world spins around unnoticably around the mighty might of nothings end another drop of rain hits the dirty pavement as the night kisses the sun gently upon its cheek time moves forward as our lives become more spent one more mile and our journey may find its feat as the night kisses the sun gently upon its cheek souls travel thru the inevitable field of destiny one more for the aged, one less for the rookie another lesson to learn amidst the many to be souls travel thru the inevitable field of destiny one where the entrance to this world thrives another follows the light to the end of the beginning as oxygen resonates from their eloquent lives one where the entrance to this world thrives another mere story of how light and dark meet as a prophecy is scribbled by the wise man who writes stories only in which he will courageously speak |
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