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Who Rings...

When the bell rings...and just to fit with time... What season are you in then... No calling...other then the bells... Can be heard...for the miles they sound... Carry on with the work they do... Each makes it's own mark... It's own tune...just a step from each... So no two are alike...when the bell's ring... Now more then before...what songs come alive... What has open new tunes... Who knew...the sounds they bring... For many stop just to listen... Without knowing who rings...

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