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by Brian John Feb 20, 2005 category : Life, society / meaning of life
Felt good to write last night It was the first time in a long time Now I am back with a strong rhyme Or at least a half-an-eighth But I have got to keep the faith That I will get stronger I sure hope that I live longer than my Dad did I was not a sad kid But I know: take nothing for granted I kept my faith No hate seeds were planted