Tuesday, November 5, 2013

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As I look out the never ending road
I see that prince that was a toad
To hop along like he showed
Would only make us to know
To know the ways shadows fall
To hear the cries of tender call
I see the rain from up above
I grab upon the old God's glove
Smiles seek the happiness in
Smiles glare at the old man's chin
See thou passion from far away
See the staring to make you stay
The endless nights that were dreary
The unstoppable days that clouds were weary
Children run into the yard and shout and play
Children's clothing all mixed in clay
School bells ringing from down the hall
School children shouting beside the wall

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