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This Road
I struggle on in effort’s submission Can’t control the lust for peace Stay up late, searching for something Quiet in abnormal treatise
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A Man Named Sorrow
John Temple lived across the street with his wife, May. They had no children, but they both loved each other more than I’ve seen anybody love before. John was really shy, and May was really outgoing, so they complimented each other. “Like two peas in a pod”, Mom would say.
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Talk
An Image On the TV Shows me what The world creates To be the single object In our narrow-minded goals
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And Your Praise Goes On
No matter what my day is like Or how I choose to spend No matter how I use my time Or keep it and defend.