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EVERY SECOND

                 EVERY SECOND COUNT'S
                     OUR HANDS AND HOPE'S,
                      SEACHING ANYWAY;CREATING,
                         THY INNERSELF, PUTTING TOMMORE,
                          YESTERDAY;THINGS WEV'E LEARN'T.
                            SOMEWHERE TO DREAM ALITTLE DREAM;
                                  TO THINGS THAT EVERYONE;
                                        TAKES APART FOR THE SHAKE;
                                                        EVERYDAY LIVING.
                                                LIFE IS EITHER WHAT LIES;
                                                     WITHIN THE PURELY 
                                                             EVERY HEART BEAT.

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