Fairlines
Fairlines, farewell, does the best ever fail
Pregame, preflight, does a man ever prepare himself for death
Autumn, Spring, does the end always seem near
Ice Lakes by the pond I ponder life
10, 11, a troop is a troop only if it survives
The strength of 12 this is not the path that I choose
If I return or not I submit my Spirit to God
Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2018
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