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A poem by Tate Morgan,Craig, Emma, and many ,many more. All true friends of the light!
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There are some men, who can't sit still
wandering souls who don't fit in
You'll find they trek the globe at will
breaking the hearts, of next of ki..
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Today the masses took Wall Street
To find Robin Hoods evil twin
I thought they might tar and feather him
as they had done to his past kin
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Bells of the town clock tower
took too much from you and me
Yet off to the rock and river
they give of life for eternity
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Those who live forever bonded
round a fire and hearth, spin their tales
Are stories truly worth the cost
of a poor mother's cries and wails
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If only I could travel back
to correct the sins of my youth
I could tell him to be like me
knowing I was telling the truth
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When once we walked among the trees
equals in every measure
Both felt the blowing of the breeze
that bespoke of life’s true treasure
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She is this new babe crying
little flower abloom on the hill
Oh be for we both worth trying
oh be for my life this thrill
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I awoke de-ar, one night from dream-ing
found twenty ye-ars, had slipped me b-y
All that ti-me, I'd been for-saken
with each gray ha-ir, there came..
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True love seeks not itself to please
for it fears no loss of station
Creating ease, with every breeze
Heaven grows to Hell's frustration
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